steve a. manolis poet

Silence of the Day

 

I find you in the smallest of places in my mind

Thoughts creep in on sudden footsteps

Or softly as if you are hunting for an opportunity.

 

I find you in the simplest moments of the sky

Crashing down upon me as gully-washers do.

Or floating lazily across azure heavens.

 

I find you in the corner of the darkest of shadows

Contrasted against simple love wanting to please

Or sweetly resting in my arms seeking solice from the night.

 

I find you in the tiniest lights at night

Streaking madly with your light showing the way

Or twinkling to the words of this poet’s eye.