As the days shimmering sunlight
Brushes softly 'cross my brow
The autumn evening enters
As a dusky whisper
Sighing sweetly, softly, saying simply
"Child, lay down now."
This days destined ordained ending
Slowly slips shadows up under my chin
As if the moon was sent
By God (or maybe my mom)
To give me a goodnite kiss
And tightly tuck me in
I have a peaceful drifting dozing feeling
As nature holds me, snugly-safe and sound
Faintly I hear a lone coyote's
Nightly howlallujah
A predators primative praise
Prayerfully rising Heaven bound
Realizing, as nature gloriously surrounds me
That no matter how maternal it may feel,
While it may be motherly
Both in name and nurture,
In truth, it's my Fathers nature
Mother nature does reveal






