So Human

On the steps of Mulligan's Hall

On the steps of Mulligan's Hall

Lies a man shivering in this dreary winter cold

His warm brown tattered cloak

is his life-line, companion and shield

from all that is dark, and desolate

I watch from behind a tree

for it would be a shame to go as the scene unfolds

He lifts his eyes, as if towards a light

and he exclaims some words,

thanking someone for this wondrous night

He shifts his weight and cocks his head

listening to an unheard answer

I strain my ears and shift my position

But besides the sharp, howling wind

All there is, is silence