The Watchman ~~ Written in Long Island City, New York- July 2003

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beauty, light, giving

the art of living

electric midnight serenades

in moonlight's splendor

resilient passersby

moving along the byways

await the dawn

from forest to colony to highway

the sound of morning calls

leave your package at the station

cross streets of fire in bitter snow

satellite rooftops

tell tales

reach

climb

elevated reason

new signs read

open

repair

prepare for flight

one moment

stillness of wind

birth mother asks

who flagged my ground

my sky

children hung suckling

return to the womb

to await the dawn

the sound of morning calls

~ The Watchman ~

(Written in Long Island City, New York - July 2003- during the NYC Blackout)