Night touches leaves to cool their sunburn.
They no longer compete with blue sky
to lure eyes from infinity’s contemplation.
It is between shadow and moon secrets
breathe the indigo colors of tranquility
releasing exposure’s fear on Dayea’s breast.
Bare feet wander the dreamer’s path
under Nyx’s watchful eye avoiding nightmare’s stones
to find Mousai's crumbs leading to their front door.
Mother Oak wraps the night in her protective limbs
and stands as sentry to watch the horizon
until light stirs the bird song to announce morning.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
Dayea ~ Filipino goddess of secrets
Nyx ~ Greek goddess of the night