Poem for April 10th

Late night walk

my steps echo in time

with the moment’s song

stitching this indigo evening

into the fabric of my soul


my sight weaves through

blooming silhouette branches

their fragrance of promise

hanging in the air


my daydreams stretch a little farther

in the starry night

satellite boomerangs

daring each other

to become new constellations

guides for the next

late night sojourn