Dogs 2010

WAITING FOR THE SUN
(3/18/10)


there
is little
in my life
that cannot
be resolved
by standing
for a few minutes
outside
in the
sunlight

I am bathed
in reality
and most of those
pariahs of perception
vanish quickly
in the bright
fresh air

I understand why
all and sundry
animals
seem drawn
to that wealth
of warming rays
when they relax
and recline

as I tilt
my face
skyward
only a few
small voices
still vex
my otherwise
serene soul

perhaps
it is too early
in the season
for a complete
exorcism

maybe
the heat
of summer
will compel
their departure

I say
a calendar
prayer
and return
to the darkness
within