We are Still (are Always) in the Time of Not Knowing

In the dark hours
of morning,

when there is nothing
between the window

and the mountain,
it is time to rest

into the wide arms
of blackness,

time even to forget
the call of bird

or gracious
break of day.

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “We are Still (are Always) in the Time of Not Knowing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s