evolving world

there’s coolness in quiet
a warmth in silence
feeling the presence
of life’s essence

as violins play

and song birds sing
running rivers dream
of an oceans roar

the blooms of Spring

then a sSmmer breaze
array of colors in the Fall
a freeze in Winter’s tease

through it all we've come

the pains and sorrows
but also tears of joy
to welcome our tomorrows

let there be light

our creator said
rest your head
upon my bed

so when the star

shines bright at night
reminds us that
after dark there’s light

 *James Write leaves us with a darkness in these two poems. thought i'd give a little light after the dark