February 1, 2014


In muted tones
night birds lure us 
into sleep.

Close by, then far off,
deep down in the glen,
their soft voices 

full of dark wisdom,
carry us into dreams,
as we slip away again.

In the night,
their fateful questions
can be heard from bough to bough.

Who are you,
where have you been,
where are you going, now?