no stars

to guide the storm

black water floods

black earth

indifferently

sky swollen with rain

lowers

instead of stars

raindrops

streak the darkness

after weeks and weeks

of drought

rain falls and falls

and when it stops

the earth’s bones are still dry

trees hiss

in the ocean’s wind

tossing spray of golden leaves

the night meadow

glistens

night falls

full of cloud

will the owls

sing me to sleep

beneath this restless sky?