I sit looking East
breathing as slowly as the sky changes colors.
Suddenly, a light shines from the West
creating a shadow of myself on the wooden floor.
It is the moon.
Appearing silver against a deep blue sky,
it enters the house through the back window,
shining its cold light as the sun rises.
Yin – Yang.
I remain still.
The early morning mist moves in slowly
as the sun rises.
Snow Egrets fill the sky in flocks,
a few fly alone flapping their wings with vigor.
A pale blue sky lets itself be seen in patches,
the mist turning a peach color around them.
I look up and feel the coolness of the air.
I smile as tears form in my eyes.
I dive into the immensity of it all,
loneliness and silence merging effortlessly.