Nocturnal flower
In need of sleep
Your petals wilt
The count for sheep
New dawn unpromised
The die is cast
A croupier wearing
Sun's setting mask
Through endless courtship
Faith on the run
A jester whispers
"Your dreams have come"
The meadow waiting
Its reaper gone
New light unspoken
—your buds in song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2016)
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