Night Silence

Simply a sonnet of nighttime and moonlight and the birds and me…

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Wrap round me, you great silence of the night
Replete with sound. The killdeer’s searching cry
Arcs onward with the arrow of her flight,
While conversations among owls belie
With homely talk of dinner and of nest
The silence that is under, over all
Within this time of plenitude and rest.
In stillness of the sacred hours that fall
Upon us through the moon’s sad smile
And silver fingertips, in hallowed peace
Within which bird and beast find love, all while
The nest sways ere the cool winds cease,
Now nighttime reaches, wraps me gently here
In sacrament of darkness without fear.