Vespers of Solitude
by SunRae copyright 10-15-2003
In prosperity we seek
affluence
In poverty we seek
spirituality
Vespers spoken in private
prayers of inner knowledge
quietly dissipate with first
rays of days birth
Intuition keen with the
cloak of darkness
muddled with a spasmodic
lifestyle in daylight savings
Energy put into what is
public forays
Time I can waste today
forever fractured particles
A hollow barren shell
awaits the rejuvenation
of the night time hour
to fill the void.