A Poem - Close Nestled in the Night (2004)

I have returned from sudden slumber's realm,
And deep into that land sojournèd I.

The draught of sleep it calls me, 'Cometh back!'
To wander 'neath the piercèd Firmament
Of the darkling sky.

Yet shouldst thou purpose to communion share,
From yonder balmy islands hedonist,
Put thee aside all anxious thought of care,

For rather of thee than slumber
Wouldst my brow receive
The blessing of
A tender
Kiss.

And how define that quality
All innocent yet graced
By reflected understanding
From within a simpler place?
Beyond the genesis of thought,
Before the birth of light
There was thou and I and love
Close-nestled in the night.

And how define that quality
That bypasses all mind,
That thou and I and love were once
Conceived by Heaven kind?

For the simple grace of seeing thee
Called remembrance to my heart,
That thou and I and love once more
Might be again one part.

And the wonder of that quality
Is its essence is so pure
That mind and body catch their breath,
Mute spirit is quite sure.

For wordless spirit knows it's own
From 'fore the birth of light;
For there was thou and I and love
Close nestled in the night.