At the End of the Day..
This poem first appeared on the blog in September 2007 and has been requested again today by ‘Maureen’ for ‘my dear husband Jim who has kept me happy and snug in bed every night for the past 25 years.’
Happy silver wedding anniversary! I’m sure we all wish Maureen and Jim many more years together.
AT THE END OF THE DAY
At the end of the day,
darkness wraps us in black satin
and (if we’re lucky) takes us
to bed and tucks us in
At the end of the day,
darkness cloaks us in black satin
and (if we’re lucky) keeps
the cold at bay
At the end of the day,
darkness hoods us in black satin
and (if we’re lucky) a sandman
helps us see
At the end of the day,
darkness hides us in black satin
and (if we’re lucky) dawn
means us no harm
At the end of the day,
we can but trust in black satin
to keep our darker selves
under wraps
At the end of the day,
darkness buries us in black satin
and (if we’re lucky) leaves us
to rest in peace
[From: Accomplices To Illusion by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007]
Labels: comfort, dreams, escapism, imagination, inspiration, life, nature, peace, poetry, sleep, spirituality
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