Issue – 9 Cavano

Frank Cavano

Alpha and Omega

dark, no one around
the sound surrounds
him, a velvet blanket.

no need to escape this
homogeneous sizzle.
somehow he knows

it’s not the humming
of appliances or the
singing of cicadas.

It does not come from
a direction being
everywhere always.

he hears It now as
the darkness forbids
the seeing of pieces

and other voices do
not call to him in his
nocturnal solitude.

he bows his head and
listens to the creative
energy of his Source.

he knows It as his
Alpha and Omega.

at the perfect time
It will take him Home.