In Hush Silence of Retiring Night (a Sonnet)

 Eric Wasiolek - 1976

In hush silence of retiring night

I dis-cover warm world and meet cold morn

While corpses ‘neath flowerbeds wait first light

I to pre-resurrected life sojourn

Thoughts that pursue in clocks circular chase

Disappear in morning’s timeless hours

And sweet tranquil moments these thoughts replace

With taste of life less hurried less sour

Moments in unclocked fluidity flow

As silence sounds in unpendulous swing

Chimes chant voicelessly til morning’s faint glow

When eyes squint notice of daylight’s bright sting

Disentombed, clock hand, bright lights chase each thought

Through daylight’s timed course, restful morning’s forgot