Finish The Night And Come Into The Day Poem by John Champion

Finish the night and come into the day
The clouds drift emptily across the sky
A light breeze stirs the new leaves
Birds sing to each other cautiously
The heat of the sun grows steadily and the wind rises
I buried something of myself behind in the forest
It decomposes silently under the ground
The world around me exists in many dimensions
Once again I can feel them under my skin
I move forward uncertainly
Learning stumbling falling
Knowing nothing