Black Night, Dark Thoughts

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someone once said something about
bridges over troubled waters

but someone else walked
on the water's surface

not on tip toes,
as though it might break through
but swiftly,
sure of step
covering miles in a short while

sometimes we must climb out of the boat
to go meet him
on stormy waters

sometimes we just need
to take his hand
in order to stand tall
and walk strong

guess i'll do that now
take his hand
and let him
keep my head above the water

i think I know now
why noah sang so many songs
late at night

the big boat rocking
on stormy waves

and no one complained
about having muddy feet
when at last
they walked out

sudden flashes of lightening
like bursts of fresh insights
break through the darkness of night

obliterating the shadows
and making the pathway clear again

but the porch light up ahead
is better
holding steady
never dimming

simply being there
a light in the dark night

at last, i think to myself
home at last
and my steps quicken

winter shadows.

darkness falls
darkness falls early
in the twilight times
but the sun rises again in the morning

the sun rises bright
it begins
just as it ended

moving swiftly
like a storm breaking
in the middle of a summer night

tonight the rain falls
and thunder echoes off the trees
growing softer against the hills
and mountainsides

echoing against the echoes
moving on forever

life is always brighter
on the bright side
and times are darker
when the sun goes behind a cloud

walking in the dark
i look to see
what i can see in the shadows

but all i see
is the same dark night
looking back at me

yes, it's true
sometimes i am dying
and there's little i can do about it

maybe nothing at all

one thing for sure
it keeps coming at me.

questions arise.

even an insect has meaning
a mite knows what it needs to do
a mosquito follows the plan that lives in its blood

but then i look at myself
have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror
only to wonder
what the image means anyway?

sometimes i wonder
in the day and in the night i wonder

questions.

what does a tree feel
when left alone with its thoughts
and what does it know

the tree that stands alone
in the farmer's field
it knows
what i'm saying here