SUN RISING

And as the sun rises the nocturnal animals begin to hide and go and generally retreat to the dens and the deeper forest ways. The night was cooler and brisk, like some islands can be,- with that wind that assuages the self and cools the body and helps all things to be at ease (save for Cuba, where in August anyhow, it does not cool off, and even if and when a breeze comes it is a different breeze,- hot, humid, even oppressive). But it is not Cuba now. And yes, the door opened in the night and the breeze was felt and the coolness and things were well. Autumnal nights. The forests though, in the day, are only a bit cool, - because the sun is still strong, - and soon the still living insects and bees and hornets and ants and spiders are out, - and the fourth or fifth blooms of things are rising trying to open and kiss the sun. It is and will be hot, bright, and clear. But isn’t there also a fogginess, irrational, unproven, that comes with such hotness? It will be there also. But, it will all be met, - the meandering pathways and the still valleys where the caterpillars live. A deer might be watching. Him or her and family or friends. In the distance, the reports from the gun range. In the other distant direction, the Canadian rails, the train, full of cargo, coming or going. And what else? Some strange cricket song? A bird or group of birds. I wonder whatever happened to that old Robin. - The one that put the eggs if indeed it was a Robin's next, - blue, pastel blue, - like a painting or picture or something from a story. One sure and good thing I was glad to see and take note of. - The stream and little riverbed, - the one where the snakes and others lived and thrived and used, - it is there again. It had been dried up by the incredibly unrelenting summer heat,- and lack of rain in the second half of the season- but then...because of rain and changes in temperature and those cooler nights that did not evaporate the water,- it came back and stayed. Therefore, the way of things is well enough. Joseph Conrad, a book of letters about UFO’s, sunflowers late of bloom but darkened, strong, and of interest, beads, Mother Mary, Dr. David Hawkins, coffee, AC/DC shirt (Highway to Hell tour, reproduced concert shirt, 1979, - oh- buying Let There Be Rock album in Pompano Beach or thereabouts Florida,- circa 1981 or 82), the locust or grasshopper is saved and put in backyard and saved again from lawnmower because Dr. David Hawkins says you should overturn the beetle that has fallen upon his back and save him and I do anyhow). And what else of it? - The sun! The shorts. A t-shirt. The words of all and writings and talks of all the saints, teachers, gurus,- God Moksha, satori, awakening, shift, enlightenment and other-…prayer, center, still, calm, destiny, kismet, karma, astrology. And the nocturnal creatures hide as it is the turn for the brightness of the day and it will go out to be met and seen and known, pictured and written of also.




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