The velvet cloak of night

Wraps itself around me                              

Like a light caress.  

Raindrops drift downward

From trees in silhouette.

My lonely tears fall

And land on my cheek.

I smell the rain-swept sea

In the summer breeze.

 

I no longer feel my distress,

Nor do I feel, in this moment, regret

For losses that leave me feeling weak

And cause a trembling in my knees.

I strive to Center my Self within,

By focusing on the pale moonlight

Brightening the shrubs nearby;

And hearing the sound of waves breaking

Against the rock-lined shore.

 

My sad soul craves peace tonight.

I turn from that which makes me sigh.

I breathe deep and hear the awakening

Of the night’s magic that I can’t ignore.

With each breath I take and release,

I move with the tide in and out.

I feel the moon’s effect on my Spiritual Self,

And find a pathway that leads to peace.

With the night sounds, I find a greater wealth.

Yu/stan/kema