As it so often does happen
The day forced its way
Onto the beggar
Enriching his pay
He asked not of the sun
How much he may keep
Yet he threatened its life
As it retreated to leave:
“How dare you tempt us
With the beauty of light
Then forgo us this privilege
As you relinquish to night”
The sun continued its smile
Onto the face of his shame
Knowing that not man
But ignorance is to blame
The sun drenched Earth
With its much needed rest
Bowed to the sun
For doing its best
The beggar, the fool,
Screamed out at its withdrawal
Claiming the sun a coward
As it welcomed its own fall
As day said good night
The sun added a plea:
“Make peace with the night
For clarity to ring”
The sun knows that darkness
Saves man by binding his will
Of living through a gilded sense
Of a visional thrill
The beggar so deaf
And orally blind
Heard nothing of the sun
As night took hold of his mind
Soon the earth began its rest
The wind took its own lead
And began to fill the night’s silence
With healing whispers of need
Birds calm in nests
Trusting trees to hold them tight
Butterflies wings rest
In the stillness of night
The grass of the earth
Swayed to the beat
Emanating renewal
Beneath the beggars abandoned feet
The wind encircled his thoughts
And carried them free
Allowing the beggar
To feel without need
His body let go
On the hold within itself
His senses flew beyond
His skeptical shelf
As silence drenched
His once polluted mind
He began to feel with purity
For the very first time
So the beggar has learned
Or noted at best
The mind should be given
A much needed rest
For although light spills its beauty
It can also flood the mind
With polluted perceptions
Of an ignorant mind
He vowed to walk in light
Closing his windows of deceit
And reclaim his adventure
Befriending his once neglected feet
He began to walk the Earth
Never asking for more
Using his mind less
And never again feeling poor
