Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Political Verse

Night Muse

I hear a muse
who speaks
and sometimes sings
and dancing leaps
only through my dreams

Whether mine is lonely
or one of many
we share at night,
I wonder

Where dark certainties
and sometimes starlit celebrations 
unfold
dim as old dismembered bright

I suppose S/He might respond
to this humbling humane question
asked while fading off to play

and work
on Earth's re-spinning days

Frays and plays of relentless unresolve
becoming morning's clarity,
a puzzle solved

Just for me?
or for eternity

From all of us?
growing lunar waxing
knowing waning
weaning culture shifts

Communal waking 
to whom we long to be
woke together ecotherapy
 
inhaling healthy democracy
sonorously snoring 
once again.

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