Tonight

The sky is falling on the way home

In big white chunks

Canvas shredded

So large

Silent streets

Muzzling warmth of tired lamps

guiding the traveller home

caressing light

long shadows hugging figures

Deep darkness, fullness

Sprinking water on the people in the holy-temple-world

by Almighty Daddy

Blanketing the world in goodness

In so covering,

revealing purity,

cracking breastbone of Tall Ones

exposing hearts of children

Sanguine, pulsing with the throb of earth's soul

All are baby deer tonight

Wobbling through a world in wonder

My doorstep approaches to admit me too soon

I want to walk for miles more 

Four miles more

Homework awaits, 

but impatient pen must wait 

I create tornado in the empty street, looking up 

spinning with the beauty

Carve paths in snow that is soft, even when packed hard

large smiley faces 

designs,

angels,

to revive the next weary wanderer. 

I have never regretted taking time for nature

because taking time for nature

is taking time for peace

So I stand, in peace, and  stare at my work coated by the world's beautiful dandruff.