Painting - Digital Oils-paintography-photopainting
Copyright 2015 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved
Awake, but why?
Long day, bones aching,
I'd fallen asleep early - not my usual habit -
and now snapped to attention by what?
Lying wideeyed, waiting,
looking out the naked window at the stars.
And then it came, the summons - soft but clear,
swirling round me, almost palpable,
a scarf of melody.
I rose, went to the window, saw the moon;
round and ripe it was,
with an army of attendant stars veiled in cloud chiffon
singing a sweetly silver song.
"Come," they called. "We wait for you."
And so I dressed and went downstairs
and stepped outside, but not into the dark familiar.
Instead there stretched a walkway, rustic wood,
winding its way across low hills of springtime flowers,
enclosed so there could be no deviation.
The moonlight lit the landscape like a floodlight;
I could see no danger there.
And now I'm walking all alone toward that celestial set piece
as the music of the heavens throbs and murmurs.
I feel it in my bones; it courses through my veins,
a warm sonata.
There is no knowing what awaits me but I'm walking,
obeying the summons.
And I, so often in the past a coward,
know this is not a dream, but I am not afraid.
~ copyright 2015 RC deWinter
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