silence

california, this place knows me 

       or rather, the God who knows me, has brought me to this place

these days dawn as I do

       awaking, as if from a bad dream

       trying to ease into life, grey, muddled and muted

sweetly slipping away from yesterday

       into hoping… trusting

       for a beautiful today

that comes gradual, bright sun and blue skies

       golden light bathing, the sea awaking

       bursts of flower buds and people living,

              dancing, running, eating, talking, dreaming…

into quiet night where the day

       dies in glorious flames

       or washes away in turquoise slumber,

breathing out it's last beauty

       leaving you alone, silent in the darkness,

       waiting,

             waiting, for the dawn's sure return…