I watch the moon wax and wane, The seabirds free in flight, A spell that is a sweet refrain, And…
In the early hours of the morning With not a whisper in the air The full moon shone a lucent glow…
Ideas I’ve had late at night Rarely reach the light of day. Others germinate and grow…
Deep down in the valleyShaded by the sunThe wild river is ragingAs another day is done.