You need not fear the night, my child.
Evening comes to everything.
It finds the raspberries by the road,
it finds the rabbit in her hole.
It finds the river and all its swells.
The evening comes to everything.
As silently as the rainbow bends
the evening comes to everything.
And the roadrunner stops his running
and the honey bees stop their buzzing
and the rattlesnakes stop their sunning
as the evening comes to everything.
As dark and graceful as raven’s wings,
the evening comes to everything.
Even the raindrops as they are falling,
and the Rosa woodsii as it’s blooming
and the wily raccoon who goes exploring,
yes, the evening comes to everything.
I used to fear the darkness, too,
and prayed all night for morning.
But feel how evening holds the world—
the animals, the boys, the girls,
the moms, the dads, the plants, the birds,
it holds us together, our differences blur—
oh, evening come to everything.
*An R poem for Lian Canty’s Alphabet Menagerie
Wow 😀 lovely 🙂
Thank you even now as I write you back it is darker when only a few weeks ago it was light at this time of morning ah, the whirled.
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This one is a gem for the book, so traditional in its refrains but so marvelous in the way it unfolds to allay the darkness. I didn’t even realize it followed the Rs until I got to the end. Must be the Rosemerry in it:>)
Awww thanks Rdavid
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Saturday, August 30, 2014 at 8:44 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “Making Peace with the Darkness”
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