In-between the sun and moon,
I sit and watch
and make some room
for letting light and twilight mingle,
and making single glances last eternity,
a little more,
extending love beyond the doors of welcoming,
while wedding all the parted people,
even sons to violent mothers,
and searching all the others finding light
where twilight lingers,
in-between the sun and moon.
In celebration of twilight, dusk and dawn as they wait patiently for one another on this Solstice eve.
Poem: Padraig O’ Tauma
Image: Unknown (Google Images)
Hope is what sits by a window and waits for one more dawn,
despite the fact that there is not one ounce of proof
in tonight‘s black, black sky that it can possibly come.
Quote: Joan Chittister, Scarred by Struggle, Transformed by Hope
And come the dawn,
how slow and easy the Sun-beams
Long legs of a great crab,
move through the sea of mist.
~ Takarai Kikaku (1661-1707), Haiku in Mad in Translation by Robin D. Gill
thank you, David Kanigan
Photo: 6:06 am. 60° F. Low tide. Weed Ave Stamford, CT.
I rise to taste the dawn, and find that love alone will shine today.
Quote: Ken Wilber
Image: Jerry Lake
Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.
Quote: KAHLIL GIBRAN
Image: @Suzy Mead