Poem 218:

the Silent Guardian

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when petals close to mark the end of day
a silent guardian watches over the night
in utter quiet, dark repose

as petals sleep, coiled tightly in relief
the moon begins a nightly journey,
adorned in twilight’s golden glow

the nocturnal awaken
the owl with a hoot, ends her fast,
to begin the nightly hunt

until morning rays, when petals extend
awaken from night’s slumber
the sparrow and blue jay

the owl to sleep,
the silent guardian does rest
until the day’s journey has an end

the cycle then begins again,
her nightly repose

© 2017 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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