A Night of Infinite Expectation

by Stephen Damon

In the great silence
Of the forest at midnight
A lonesome sparrow sings

An a cappella song
Of seet seet seeets
Disrupting the repose

Of forest-dwelling spirits
Whose wandering footsteps
Can now be heard everywhere.

In a farmhouse down the road
An old Magnavox console
Blasts a late-night preacher’s

Last call for redemption.
Meanwhile, a country choir
Softly sings the last refrain

Of a long forgotten hymn
On this late December night
Of infinite expectation.

bows,
Stephen