Sails

The hour of quieten has begun
  the light bubbles
In holy vesper light, filling
  the sky with sacred
Prayers uplifted in songs
  so old, born of another
Time, it passes, colors shift
  change, the choir settles
Night has made the display
  of yearnings gone, set
Opening the way for dreams
  of new things
So quiet, lift up your hands
  surrender to birth