Thus the Evening’s Stillness Deepens by Michael L. Utley

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I don’t want to break the peaceful

stillness of this winter evening

as the gloaming deepens and the

shadows freeze upon the hills

I don’t want to leave my footprints

on the pristine frozen fields

where the haggard cornstalks gather

contemplating harvests past

I don’t want to burden forests

slumbering in hiemal stasis

dreaming of the coming springtime

and the warmth of summer sun

so I’ll tell the moon my secrets

shed my tears in silent prayers

rest my head on silver shoulders

close my eyes and bear my soul

there’s so much to say this evening

as I wait in darkling meadow

for the object of my fondness

as she peeks between the trees

she has never kept me waiting

she has never left me wanting

she has never sent me reeling

in the throes of winter’s woes

I can hear her humming softly

as the stars begin to sing in

perfect cosmic harmony an

airy astral aria

gathering her scarf and mantle

she ascends as alpenglow paints

roseate blush on pale cheekbones

crimson tincture on her lips

as she rises I stand helpless

in this chilly empty clearing

I am powerless against her

I surrender to her glow

there’s a kindness in her visage

as she turns her gaze upon me

there’s compassion as she wraps me

in her shimmering embrace

thus the evening’s stillness deepens

thus the frozen fields glimmer

thus the forests drift in slumber

thus my damaged soul renewed

-MICHAEL L. UTLEY

Mike is a deaf writer/photographer who lives in rural southwest Colorado, USA.  His love of nature shines through his poetry and photography, both of which he uses to make sense of his world.

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