e c h o e s . . . .

cloudless everyday you fall

upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise

and through the window in the wall

come streaming in on sunlight wings
a million bright ambassadors of morning

and no-one sings me lullabies
and no-one makes me close my eyes
and so I throw the windows wide

and call to you across the sky...

- red leaves of autumn, north bethesda, october 2010 (v)