the darkest of dark
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a Gift.
It is still the darkest of dark night, yet already the wrens have begun to chant lauds and the dove coos longing…or it it loss?
The sounds of the wakening world, the scent of last night’s rain that anointed the blossoming lime tree, the hunger to join the burgeoning dance of life, draw me into light before the sun has a chance to peek over the horizon and confirm hope.
night shakes off darkness
morning stretches lazily
kisses a new day
Written for Grace’s prompt at dVerse Haibun Monday in which she gives us four poetic quotes, asking us to chose one and write a haibun related to nature. You will want to read these wonderful quotes to meet the request of the prompt. They will be available at 3:00 PM, EST when the pub doors open to welcome you and your poetry.
The first phrase of this haibun is from Oliver’s poem, “It Is Early,” found in her latest release, “Felicity.”