The Preparatory Ground of The Half Visible

Thank you for being an expander of my being, Denny:

Unifier of opposites. Chanter of the refrain of spacious revelation, Which dawns from the center out, And clears the disorder of acreeted bind, (Noah's Flood of Peace) And restores with Presence-Resume, (Something new is coming!).

A season's change, The faint hint of transformation on the horizon, Not a whisper, But the Hum of Sunrise,

A breath. Nothing left to do at the end of the day, Nothing more to cram in, Not even reading, Just a look around at the Night's quenching darkness.

First the Sun goes to sleep, To teach us how to fade, And the world is left better off, As the noise of distinction fades,

The Night's pregnant Darkness, Connects space in a way that daylight can't, Hinting at the fullness of the Invisible, Preparing us...

God bless the night! Its Peace, The way it calls us to attention, Beckoning us to see more clearly, To see the world as half visible, Relieved, I heed Its call to Rest.