fractured twilight
how you hail my soul to come hither
and drink with mine eyes
the glory of your celestial show
I am this moment's hostage for you
an enrapt child
hanging on your every incandescent glow
a fallen spirit no more
for you have given me wings to fly
well above mine previous sullen woe
loving the world with a fresh new perspective
even in war, famine or crisis
you alight each in between
the evening and night
to selflessly give your beauty over
to those of us far below
poets such as I, for all time
have and shall weep their tenderest
words for your eye catching generosity
many a weighted heart in men
beats just a little more honestly
in near reverent thanks giving
for your simply just appearing
before our eyes each night overhead
teaching man that even grace in the
universe has a job all its own........
(written July 1, 2007 8pm)