Hiding from the sun today

The world sometimes feels larger to me at night, or on cloudy rainy days. I like the feel of assumed privacy isolation. I create better during these times. When I am not painting, I am usually playing my native flute or writing. This poem expresses my feelings, because today is, “writing during painting break time.”

                                              To Sleep in Sunlight

Buried deep with the boughs of speckled sparks of here and there

Light invading-dancing spotting

Failing to awake my slumber

Waiting for the night-I sleep

Dreaming in the dancing sunlight

Deep within the evergreen

High above the ground and safe

Waving, rocking with the breeze

Waiting for my Mother Moon

And the wolf song calling me.

--Peace and Light to you--