I Am Said I (Huruma)

Across the field to dawn at sea a corner in the midday sun beneath the sky at night alone within his heart the warrior waits for death the watchman waits for dawn to this have I been called to wait on God a moment forever in expectancy of surprise.

Dark evenings closing in I turn my chair to the fire Facing the warmth My back against night Suggestions of cold weather I am Alone but not abandoned Flame and hearth Hold memory Mesmerising moments The mystery of old stories told And new unfoldings Past and future huddled Together for now