Tonight was warm and the air still ,while the river quietly roared on by.
There was a young woman watching the sunset, while balancing on her hands , feet in various dancing positions up against the backdrop of the reds and oranges and golds, of the final flame of plants, before their winter rest.
There was an older couple- older than I ! Taking photos, walking and embracing the river and the path and the sunset and their gratitude and their lives.
And of course , all the river's devotees stop and share their wonder with each other,
always surprised with delight , that others share the restorative experience of this place.
As we bid our good nights and God bless and turned from one another.
As they departed, and I turned toward the encroaching darkness .
All the birds done with their fluttering and twittering and pre-bedtime arrangements.
And myself, not quite ready to be done with the place, parts of me relishing the powerful current, parts of me enjoying the family splashing and playing in a pool at a house nearby, that took all summer to build, nights, and now finally was the family delight.
As the moon finally revealed itself , it's time come, as the large hot bright sun slid further down and away
( we pretend to ourselves , like children , or those who shamed Galileo )
As the darkness enabled the young crescent moon to shine and glisten, so far far away, and magnificent.
Luna, of visceral prayers and yearning and hope and religions and ritual.
Still , most of me tired of breathing with my mouth assiduously closed, to avoid inhaling and ingesting the swarms of small winged creatures, of one mind , as they ventured about.
And finally, for me also, like a child too long from bed, protesting as their eyes slowly close, furious at the truth of it,
The Divine embraced me, pulled me to the car, back home, through nighttime chores, to that lovely quiet man , and finally briskly put me to bed.
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