Tonight

This long night, rain.
There is a sound that echoes
in my new work.
It's the sound of heaven
and it's the sound of hell.

These works came into the world
in a storm of creativity,
a storm that exhaled a
poetic quietness.
A murmur of words and sounds
in concert with the musicality
of a spiritual calm.
Look at the work.
Feel the stillness.

This long night, rain.
The poet stands at the window
with his pockets full of rain.