Shine upon us.
Warm our leafy bodies.
Light our faces.
Brighten our days.
Each day we wait for you
To come out and play.
SEND ME THE SUN
warmth
SHINE DOWN ON US
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Shine down on us.
Give us warmth.
Hope.
Our faces to the sky
To receive your light
Through the clouds,
In the darkest nights.
Give us hope.
HELLO MOON
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Hello moon.
Hello night sky.
Hello cold night air.
Goodbye sunlight.
Goodbye warmth.
Goodbye safety.
Hello moon.
TO BE A BIRD
Rise and Shine by Sabir Ayaz
Should I keep flying,
Or join my friends?
So many choices.
All are good.
The sun is setting,
warming my feathers.
My friends are swimming
with the current.
They look happy.
Content.
A beautiful day.
To be alive.
To be a bird.
TRIUMPH OF NATURE
What gifts do you have for us,
Oh beautiful sky?
Some warm sunshine.
A soft breeze or two.
Maybe a light misting.
Your gaze is triumphant.
Reflecting on the soothing waves.
I could feel your warmth.
See your beauty.
Hear your tentative rumbling.
Taste the salty air with my tongue.
My senses are engaged.
You delight and tantalize them.
Thank you.
SHINE
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Shine down on us.
Give us warmth.
Hope.
Faces to the sky.
To receive your light.
Through the clouds.
Through the darkest nights.
Give us hope.
TOUCH ME
Give me your hand.
Let me touch your fingers.
Feel the softness.
Revel in its texture.
I’ve been alone too long.
Not feeling a human’s touch.
A human’s warmth.
I’m cold to the touch.
But a fire burns inside.
Come to me.
Touch me.
THE DEAD GAME
THE DUEL
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The setting sun brings darkness on its tail.
It closes the bright day of dreams and wishes.
It brings to an end the warmth of its rays.
The moon waits in the wings for its turn.
Its romp in the sky is accompanied by stars.
Twinkling lights to fill the darkening sky.
The sky is torn between the two heavenly delights.
It lowers its head in acceptance of the daily switch.
Even it cannot fight the dueling forces of nature.
THE COVER OF NIGHT
THE COVER OF NIGHT
Night is settling in.
Shadows move in.
A town preparing for the night.
Night is settling in.
Shadows move in.
A town preparing for the night.
Any icy night.
The sun hides its face.
The moon turns in glee.
Time for it to shine.
Time for it to be king.
The sky turns darker.
The winds become colder.
Ice hangs from the trees.
Frost covers the windows.
The moon turns in glee.
Time for it to shine.
Time for it to be king.
The sky turns darker.
The winds become colder.
Ice hangs from the trees.
Frost covers the windows.
All are inside.
All are safe and warm.
From the moon’s games.
Or so they think.
All are safe and warm.
From the moon’s games.
Or so they think.
For the moon’s fun is just beginning.
Who will be at its mercy?
Who will be left out in the cold?
Don’t let it be you.
Who will be at its mercy?
Who will be left out in the cold?
Don’t let it be you.
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 17
So alone.
Why can’t I enjoy the view.
Blue water cascading over rocks.
The smell of the sea in the air.
A vacation paradise.
My thoughts drift to happier times.
Times of parties and friends.
New acquaintances.
New beginnings.
Where has it all gone?
Gone from my mind.
Gone from the town.
To be replaced by dark shadows.
I can feel them around me,
Lurking beyond the pool,
Waiting for the right moment to pounce.
I refuse to let them get me.
Not this time.
The water does look inviting;
To be cocooned in its warmth.
I feel wet.
I’m in the water.
I must have been pushed.
A chuckle drifts nearby,
Transforming into a hearty laugh.
Is it coming from the shadow above the rocks?
Did it push me in?
I close my eyes.
The warmth.
The safety.
Like a baby
Returning to the womb.
THE DEAD GAME
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