In the quiet time

Before I go online

I see the sunshine

Fall on my office walls.

If I could stay

And watch the sunlight play

I would be happy,

Temporarily.

I have seen another January

Come and go

And trust I will see

The coming spring

Bring flowers to me.

But man’s hours

Are brief as flowers

And I may go

And not know

January or spring

In the early morning

Before the birds are heard

I think on light

And dark

And how the human heart

Makes art.

For we are light

And dark