I wait for you
In the quiet of the evening
When the trees grow solemn
And the breezes cease
Just at that moment 
Between late
And early
An interlude so peaceful
You can feel the turn 
Of afternoon
An exhale of day tide
An inhale of sweet soft night
Just now the birds lull 
To anticipated silence
And watch to the West
This breath of complete stillness
An earthly offering
A ritual 
And as dusk descends
Sifting round the edges
Of another chapter closed 
Together
With hushed tree
Expectant sky
Bowing blossom 
And gentle bird
I wait for you

Sara Mathews     October 2021