Lou J. Klaiber
NIGHTFLIGHT
Crossing the Moon,
bright with silence,
riding the wind of infinity,
and remembering,
the transparent glow
of a river,
in the beginning.
An infant born
in the bottom of the sea.
The journey
as a pathway.
The circle
returning to itself,
beginning
and ending,
as one… within the infinite.
Crossing the Moon
bright with silence.
All together,
yet each,
alone.
©Copyright October 4, 2003 by Lou J. Klaiber