Dusk

I lay my head gently down upon the lap of the universe
receiving the nurturing of a lifetime under a cloudless ceiling
complacently resting with comprehension and connotation,
wordless and listening, caressed by hands of the unknown,
momentarily entering hearth and home, pre-existence and eternity.

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 04/06/2010 10:23 pm est