A nightly garden looks at me
With its owl eye
Asking as it were, are you awake?
Yes, yes, say I
And I won’t crush your darkness
With my light-
You breathe peace and rest
I am no more afraid-
Come, hold my hand
And on this brink of time
Let us stand-
Posted for Susan’s midweek Motif ~ Awakening @ Poets United
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Sumana,
There is a certain kind of escape into the peace of the night, once we have finished with the daytime.
It is a magnificent time for those with a creative eye. Words and thoughts can find a new life; an awakening inside us…A very meaningful poem:)
Marvelous write! Great capture of dawn’s cusp as the “brink of time.’ Well said
Oh Sumana this is such a deeply evocative poem!❤️ I love; “And I won’t crush your darkness with my light.”
Oh this is just magical.
Thanks for dropping by my blov today Sumana
Much💞love
Sumana, this verse is perfect from start to finish. I was transported to this beautiful moment of absolute presence, acceptance, appreciation and love. Thank you.
A magical partnership to have mid-night –awakening to awakening. Wow.
Oh I LOVE that nightly garden “with its owl eye”!!!!!!! Such peace in standing on the brink unafraid. As we all are, these days, many without knowing it. Lovely to read you, my friend.
“And I won’t crush your darkness
With my light-”
What a unique idea, lightness ruining the dark. I like that!
To conquer our darkness, requires bravery, and a woman has it all!
To stand in the moment, that “brink of time” revealing two hands together. Thank you for this vision
An owl would make an excellent companion.