When Dawn Breaks Across
the Stillness of the Night

By John Thomas Dodds

 

When dawn breaks across

the stillness of the night,

and daylight filters through dreams

of all we have pleasured and pained,

we are there for each other

unboundedly wrapped in arms and legs,

anchored to the soft and wonderful,

a wedded link to the possibility

of all that is beautiful in a relationship

where someone listens, someone cares.

Mornings are made for us, our days open

in a dance of warmth and loving, one

with the passage of light, no shadows

in and out of our hours together and apart.

The grumps, frumps and frailties of aging,

churning out the chapters of lives lived,

melt beneath the covers, drift away with each

passing moment of each and every day.

We have the pleasure of our company,

and the comfort of knowing

in our heart and soul

we are fearlessly where we want to be.

Yesterdays sauntered aimlessly,

and lulled about heaven

casting no shadow, leaving seldom behind;

now it’s all in a day’s grace

this loving space we are in,

walking giftedly beside each other

no less favored than before,

but lighter footsteps and fewer doors,

with a companion to love, trust and adore.

As we journey now,

on the evening of our lives

toward a sunset of the visible light,

more spring than fall,

more time trailing behind us

than to be laid down,

the life we share is not the beginning

for we have always known each other,

nor will it be the end

for we will always be together—

 time and time again.

 

Pin It

Add comment

Security code
Refresh

The Dark Side Of The Dream By Alejandro Grattan-Dominguez, Arte Publico Press 434 pages $11.95 US Reviewed by ROB MOHR (Initially published in The
When Sitting With Nepalese   When sitting with some Nepalese, I wander back in time To my old village in Nepal Where I did once abide. Sindhuli
THE NIGHT OF THE DEAD —Lives On in Patzcuaro, Mexico By Carol L. Bowman   The pristine sky glistened with starry constellations and the waters
I Was Playing Hooky When They Discussed Dangling Participles By Scott Richards   Words, just five little letters, a rather small amount of the
When Insults Had  Class....   These glorious insults are from an era when cleverness with words was still valued, before a great portion
Wordwise With Pithy Wit By Tom Clarkson   This morning, my pal F.T. – who shared the Iraq experience with me during my third trek there – forwarded
LAKESIDE LIVING Kay Davis Phone: 376 – 108 – 0278 (or 765 – 3676 to leave messages) Email: kdavis987@gmail.com November
Front Row Center By Michael Warren    The Pajama Game By Richard Adler and Jerry Ross Directed by Peggy Lord Chilton Music directed
Every Word  Important By Herbert W. Piekow   Every word a writer writes has meaning yes, sometimes they never get published or the book
LEGERDEMAIN—Italian Style By Jim Rambologna   Enzio Grattani was the Editor-in-Chief of a local rivista (or magazine) in Ajiermo, Italy. Locals

Visit our Advertisers

ELECTRONICS / TECHNOLOGY

Esteren

FINANCIAL SERVICES

Efficient Wealth Management

FISH MARKET

Costalegre

FUMIGATION

Exterminio De Plagas

FURNITURE

CALLI - Intra Muros

Our Issues

March 2018portada march2018

February 2018

portada February 2018

January 2018

portada january2018

December 2017

december2017

November 2017

noviembre2017

October 2017

october2017

September 2017

september2017

 

More....