solstice

Again my sleep is robbed
and gathering in my head
a senseless angry mob
Demanding to be heard
Demanding to be heard

I hear a throb the dissonance
Of patterns unresolved
And scattered puzzles that remain unsolved

A vista of roofless rooms
And endless walls
Of prison yards
And cattle stalls

This shroud of solstice
Darkest night  Lie the tricks of
shadowy muted sight

I wrest control by even breathing
All those fugitives are leaving
The scenery of peace unfolding
Eyelids finally closing tight
they're finally closing tight
on the darkest night


December 23d 2013. adaptation by Nilia Berkin