ANOTHER STORMY NIGHT
War clouds
gather
like hungry wolves
howling!
Another stormy night
when the world flies away
upon the wind
and rain falls
across the face of the Moon
drowning all the words
written upon the sky.
A fire burns
in the dark cave
behind the poet's eyes.
Once again
on Night Patrol
following a young soldier
in a war
written in blood.
A pen writing the places
where the dead must sleep.
Where promises were impossible
to keep.
At dawn
the soldier turns around
staring at the old poet
with the poet's eyes
so young
strong
and so very long ago.
The soldier waves
in silence
... and smiles!
The Sun is rising!
The soldier fades away.
