Night rite

And at night
      as the music of the day fades
and birds settle in silence
      into their nests
and the streets empty
      and a full moon
peers from behind
      a swathe of thick cloud
you may sit at home
      wanting for nothing
secure in the love
      of those around you
you may spare a moment
      to consider the plight
of others less fortunate
      and count your blessings

John Lyons