By CHANA PERMAN
Sunset or sunrise
Its hard to say
At this particular time of day.
That mystical, magical time of day
Dawn or dusk?
One cannot say
For ten minutes or so
Just close your eyes
The sun may set
Or perhaps rise
Observe and absorb
Lessons deep and profound
Natures your teacher
Her wisdom abounds.
Evening, a time to ponder and think
To adorn my parchment with a dollop of ink
The moon glistens white, luminous and round
A regal presence though silent in sound
Stars shoot rays of silver perfection
The majesty of night, precious pause for introspection.
Unlike the sun all fire and blaze
The moon is modest
Of mysterious ways
Glimmering orb way up high
Waxing and waning in velvet sky
Festooned with stars
Silver points of light
Winking and wishing
All a good night.
Originally from New York City but currently living in Toronto, Canada, CHANA PERMAN is a Jewish poet, mother and learning strategies instructor. She holds a Master’s Degree in special education, and has worked in that field for 25 years. Her cherished roles as mother, teacher and guidance consultant provide inspiration and material for her writing, both prose and poetry.