Over the horizon

came a bewitching haze.

It had the power

to bestill everything that moved.

As it fell over the earth,

it moaned over its path

and all that it passed

became at ease.

And those that were oblivious,

that were unaffected,

became aware.

Consciousness woke fear

but it crept in...

to satisfy an absence.

Crawling with the surface,

plunging into the core,

it dwells.

Noise fled.

Retreat to silence.

Contentment speaks no words.

October 2000