I am a genetic

Dead end

What have I to offer,

of life, of knowledge?

What wisdom

Would I impart?

Only this….

Love the dark.

Dance in the wind.

Savor the rain’s embrace…

Few are our days,

Deep is the night..

Dark – yet full of friends

If you allow yourself

A quiet mind.

The trees have secrets

To tell…. Listen

To their soughing, sighing, song…

If you allow yourself to hear…

You will find peace…

Childless, I may be

But this silence

Is not a curse…

Rather a backdrop

On which to paint

Understanding

And a special kind of 

Knowing

And being known…

By the dark

By the stars

By the cool night air…

All that is quiet 

In this loud world

I bequeath to you…

Childless though I may be…

That you may know

The pure, unadulterated joy

I have known….

Nights…

Alone in the dark…

unafraid…