Midnight Sun

The night light –

Then it begins to rain

Its becoming

Love is

The keeping you in my life

You as all you are

To yourself

In God:

i tell myself, i’m patient

and love is patient

without want, self sustaining




And my eyes are my hands

Writing, coloring, sounding

This spirited nestle

Squirming birth;

I and my mortality,

a man with dreams

Its becoming:

Its raining, droplets scatter

In light reflected air

i’m off, i’m on:

So i walk my solitude

Through a sea

Shooting stars –


and there is no darkness

only light

look everywhere;

its becoming