daylight

There is a wonder
(and a horror)
to waiting
and wanting.
But when the
wonder ends
you are left
with only the
watching.

I come into
the presence
of wild things,
quiet things.
The stillness
of water and cold
at night with only
a coyote singing
to remind me
of movement
and the rest
of the waking
world.

Dreams are
different
in the daylight.

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