Nightsong - A Poem

There are those times and places which cannot be recreated or duplicated. Whimsical feelings are stirred by such memories as those which spring to mind, with the soft kiss of a gentle breeze as it brushes against one’s face. Taking in the scent of evening; different from that of the day.. Sight becomes diminished as our other senses pick up the lack and become more acute. In the other world of midnight beings, enigmatic creatures emerge, populating the very ground upon which we tread during daylight hours. As I observe, in my solitude; the stealth, nocturnal wildlife come alive as the sun sets and the earth takes on a new flavor; a different glow where natural factors prevail as the denizens of the dark occupy our familiar daytime environment; I am removed from the limitations of day. This is their time; their habitat and their right to live within this enchanting realm. I am reminded of my place in the spectrum of life; and the very fact that the beautiful animals with whom we share this earth also deserve recognition of significance.

Removed from the everyday responsibilities and things which pull our attention away from the pure wonder of life and fantastic orb on which we stand; our celestial home; an awareness of the enormity and magnificence of life…all life, emerges.

I shall miss this part of my time in SE Kansas…the quiet, serene, wide open spaces which are home to so many different beings.

NIGHTSONG

Quiet wafts of wind touch my face

As I sit, alone, in this still place

Gentle whisper of nearby trees

Speak softly, sweetly in the summer breeze

Subtle nature surrounds me here

Peaceful scene, the view so clear

Cotton clouds drift soundlessly by

In a perfect, flawless, pale blue sky

Dusk approaches the day’s last light

Ushering in the imminence of night

Distant voices of creatures’ call

Darkness protects both large and small

Secretly I listen, in solitude, I see

This life that is not meant for me

Hidden mystery of earth’s inhabitants

As they begin their nightly dance

Silently I watch, separate and apart

As nature unfolds, from the start

Of evening’s slightest hint of the day’s last light

And gently eases into the magic of night.

Inky darkness surrounds me now

Still, I cannot leave, somehow

Senses spellbound by sound and sight

Will not allow me to depart this night

Wonderment is everywhere

Thrilling excitement in the air

I have not a concern; nor a care

As I watch a world I cannot share

With the beautiful beings of the night

This is their time; this is their right

To live as they are meant,

On ground or in flight,

In those hours just beyond twilight.

Concealed, hidden where I don’t belong

Listening to the melody of this night song

Music of life in so many ways

Fills the night before the break of day.

I fear that I have rudely intruded

In a world where I am not included

Where life takes on a different shape and form

And carries on as is the norm

Unimportant am I and my own kind

In this other world of which I find

Will live forever in my mind

When departure comes

And I leave it far, far behind.