NightWalk

Meet me here at fall of light, whilst climbing banks of cloud
Appear, to move my thought but forty miles, to be with you
and not in here.

Can my touch and warmth of heart, when inward calls of doubt
Provoke, becalm your fear of long travail, and keep you safe
by 'magined thought?

Above your head I'll fly at stealth, not daring yet to catch your
Eye, 'round whispering towers of green and brown, and many voices
hushed and high.

Across your path I'll weave my flight, yet truly here I've never
Left, my loving net I'll cast again, o'er every step I'll
keep you safe.

A moment lost and not aware, I wake with start to thrilling
Tone, A wearied nudge of honeyed sound, her task complete
she's homeward bound.

(Written with love and admiration for Mrs. Sergei upon her completion of the 2009 MoonWalk)

Sergei x