Vigil

Night air thickens
the blanket fog sheers
what elements still tell time

tongues merely mime
what already sails
by current alone

if slow then still
this vessel stands
impaled unmoved

the hard place
it's rock
this space

choreographing
night's march
so morning comes

the gap between
knowledge and wisdom
so thin it's drawn 

light twinkles and grins
kookaburras laugh
a faith reborn

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