lighten my darkness

Sunrise there, way over there,
Way over beyond where the earth bends its shoulder
To see where the morning might come from

Sunrise that colour, the colour of that flower,
That flower, oh you know it,
That flower whose heads hang on the sunken green footways
Where carts used to trundle

And the cumulonimbus, the clouds that a child drew,
The clouds of a fluffy-inked ankle tattoo,
They now frame the distance of soon silver linings

And the sunrise lightens my darkness.


are you wakening
stirring turning
from your dreams

as the light flows
as your freedom grows
as your time begins

I am evening
cool moon shining
soft eyes close

are you wakening
stirring turning
in my dreams