but it seems to me that the night has just begun

[sweetwater]

so how can i possibly go to bed
with all those options of nocturnal existence

with all the yet unthought thoughts,
the yet unsaid words, the yet unopened openings....

when night opens up wide
how can i not open up in return!!!

when it starts to speak
how can i not listen or remain silent!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and as night begins to become one with my mind
i need to stay awake and experience them both expand together

as they seek their shared rhythm, begin to pulse
begin to beat together and create each other
mutually anew....

the mind night
the night mind

the aligned might
of combined flight...

the refined rite of light remind

[dadio]

Fine poem & theme