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