Comforting evening

   Silence slows. Simmer the light.
Night enfolds. Comforts.

  Greens turn dark olives, to black.

Irises adjust to darkness. Soothing is the
   moist, warm air.
  A light breeze catches a tickle.

   Whispers of animals as they
collect the remainder evening tithes. Carrying
fast. Don't dwell, don't twaddle.

   Not looking back. Drop off the
worry. Slink under cover, protection.

   Whirlwinds chase each distant
cloud. Beckoning a quiet stir of
lights. Hot lights yet no water
exits.

   Flicker goes the candle. Sitting,
setting a silhouette against the
white walls. Washed, stained
yellow, green. Nature insisted.

   Come inside, says a voice.
Calling to feast the eyes of waiting
aromas. Tempted to listen.

   Nature, softer. Hear the
warmth, comfort that stays available
  night to morn.

   Stay with me, all I asked.
            Last year.