River’s Edge
It is time to walk the river’s edge.
With my chosen libation to goad the soul,
I commune with the children of the night.
Together we build the cleansing fire
to seek the absolution for our copious misdeeds.
We slowly acquiesce to the pause as the embers fade,
and welcome that deep serenity that only the darkness can bring.
Nightside
Nightside … riding my bicycle home from the coffee shop … where I met with Marcia to work on her website … I stopped at the Southampton Naturescaping wedge … that I have been working on over the past several years … to take some shots of the Evening Primrose … which is pollinated by moths and thus blooms at night …