When Darkness Fills the Air

--------------------------------You never know the slow

motion of the sunrise,
like the slow movement of a river,
when hours hang like silences

in the pitch darkness.

Sometimes, the moment comes
unannounced summoning
the rivers calm,

but always monumental

like a version larger than life,
bringing the violet hour
to a close with a sudden halt.

and something like a secret

sprung out of nothing.