dreaming geneva by Phillip Wilkerson

now without needing to
count the days as if any
calendar other than
memory mattered
seeing sunrises sacred
as themselves without
needing any interpretation
full moons motionless
dancing geneva
enchanted by silence
as bones know the
strength of heaven's
embraces
lips feel the warmth
of each longing sigh
without needing to
speak of any contentment
the heart awaits the
coming of sunrise
while days that linger
through morning
acquainted with windows
where shadows of time
caress dreaming geneva

Phillip Wilkerson
January 29, 2021