Nightcrawler

When the sun is forgotten:

Off on its wanderings,

The full moon shining:

Pale blue light calling,

From soil’s rich depths:

A turgid tendril reaches,

Going slowly:

Testing as if flows,

Ready to retreat:

It’s strong anchor —

Still embracing

. its safe retreat…

Caressing misty grass:

Nightcrawler moonbather:

An ancient form:

Making takings & leavings,

Castings to feed a world;

Slimey Silence recreates,

Seeking a future:

It curls:

Kissing itself —

A merging without conscience,

A Loving, duplicating success,

No need tonight for any other,

Safe from crows & fishermen:

Nightcrawler loves a world:

Enough,

Enough…to love itself…

Nightcrawler