Overnight At The Riverside Tower

Evening colors linger on mountain paths.

Out beyond this study perched over River Gate,

At the cliff's edge, frail clouds stay

All night. Among waves, a lone, shuddering

Moon. As cranes trail off in flight, silent,

Wolves snarl over their kill. I brood on

Our wars, sleepless here and, to right

A relentless Heaven and Earth, powerless.