Midnight

deceptive shadows-
I make my way back to bed
the hall light left on
–
moonlight on the floor-
I check again
under her bed

staring at the clock
trying to understand the
cruelty of time
–
aching for sleep-
minutes collect
in piles on the floor

hushed and reverent
watching the moonrise and the
rebirth of the year
–
midnight-
snow falls over
the farmer’s field