At Day's End

I wrap myself up in you, up in day's end.
I put out the light, shut out the night,
        release my visions.
I rest my head, recapture my bed,
        retrieve conditions.
But sleep won't respond, not by me,
        not by my amends.

I gaze in awe, up at you, up at day's end.
I study the night, shut out the lights
        to see constellations.
I look from afar, recapture the stars,
        retrieve expectations.
But the stars won't respond, not by me,
        not by my amends.

You return to me,
        a gift of grace and peace descends.

You return to me,
        surprised by love, reprised in us,
                at day's end.