Sun
falls over the edge of
a silent Earth
reverent day’s end
holy night slides in
and dark expands into
a landscape of dreams
I am full of this night
potent with possibility
in this dark space
waiting for moonrise
and remembering
the light.
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by Nancy Lankston
Maybe thats what we as people are doing, falling over the edge and unconsciously waiting for the night full of possibility. I pray we begin to see it as potent with possibility.