Poetry

But Yes,  its best to go gently there,
into the night, its when we sleep,
and peacefully,drift there,
where dreams and memories
and visitors come,
to speak or laugh.
And photographs are
alive with presence and shapes.

For the night lights the day and is
its shadow and semblance,
and contrasts the day with measure.

for the night light is where the magic is
the imaginings and dreams and calm waits.
Then why want to womb kick and dreams wait and calm shiver,
when gently goes the ship sailing round
the coast into more
pleasant wakening.
No protest change nor anxious
wait color more niceer,
but ease in the new.

Go gently then, starboard.
even keel, towards dawn,
the shore tranlucent with borealis green,
the trust and joy is colored.