Rest again at the end of day

©2014 Louise Gallagher

(Written at River Rock Studio, July 28, 2014)

Squirrel chatters flinging morning commentary
at the sky where delicate white tendrils float by
mindless of its presence.

Morning breaks, yawning itself awake
sweeping clear night’s embrace to reveal
the brilliance of a brand new day.

I watch shadows retreat into the sun’s
creeping light pushing at the darkness
that lingers along the edges of the forest.

Contentment fills me. I feel its embrace
as I breathe into night slipping away knowing
I will come full circle to find rest again at the end of day.