with my turtle shell
and the sense of a chameleon.
I know the night
will shroud me and embrace me and save me
as it has
three million times before. I am
as close to the dark
as a shadow on multifaceted particles of sand.
And bliss is fleet footed. Warm like a caress
because I find it here. Here and now.
And it lifts me until
I become that icy rainbow around the moon.
Eternally impressed upon the memory
of the world, illusive as a slow and steady path
across the star studded sky.
© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019