Holy Night
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.
☾☽
by Nancy Lankston
The Language of Nature
There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf,
singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.
~Dejan Stojanovic
Shhh… listen.