of night & dark
I can hear the crickets singing
I can hear his chest breathing
The semblance of this late night air
my son’s teething
I see the star beaming at me
(a soft joke between us);
We both know to Whom gave us form
The symphony of sounds unseen
mid the dark sky’s shade
My temperament sound as
our environment quiets down
Me thinks on the Covenant of Old –
Archaic bound
Its temperatures ablaze
in the antiquated stillness of night
Much so its inhabitants slept
Amid cool rooftop heights
The Abrahams, Isaacs, and Jacobs
knew stars
the appointed times fast approaching
The shofar sounds
The atonement is paid
As He tabernacles amongst us
Take me where I can see Your glory
(Father)
Forever and again
Until then
Make best I with the lot given me by Him.