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I Lullaby at Dusk

(for Father Johnnie E. Ross)

While today I missed the dawn, 
I refuse to let the dusk pass, too, being
The chance to see time flow
More than the only guessing feel of its pace...
With seeds thrown out for the cardinals’ dinner, 
I will dine on the fading silhouettes
Of the garden’s young pines and oaks near-
Ready to sleep as the sky thickens gray
Behind them to the east, so they are the last 
To see the indigo stretching of night.  
As I lie here, the soul
To care a gaze upon their drowsing.
Simple grove, how can they know I worry
If this cold descending on
This nearly Christmas night
Might cause them a shivering hour or two?
Pulling tighter their bark all about, 
They appear to dream higher, almost
Standing in a present lullaby to one another,
As they shelter the cardinals in the forks
Of their branching deliverance and rest
From passing days, and weather and predators.
I watch...I watch as the star-show starts
Beyond the thick night’s  descending veil.
We will go on unseen to one another in sleep,
The trees, the birds, and I, into 
Darkest night, a going way forth to light.

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(c) sally Young eslinger 12;29/20
Oh all thanks be to God...and Charlie, too

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