Dreams of Endless Summer
 
Oh, sacred day, born on the breath of morning; 
Rising from the mist of wonder, dawning 
Over dusty roads of wayward spirits 
Dancing endlessly through the golden wheat; 
Waltzing past the green glades of childhood 
And the green caravan of trees marching 
Endlessly across the distant horizon. 
Bring to me the sounds of thunder; 
Raindrops dancing on the tin-roof of time; 
The sigh of thirsty flowers, dressed 
In rainbows arching across the sky. 
Oh, sacred day, born of beauty, ever 
My delight, knee-deep in the memory 
Of endless summer days fled forever 
On the sun-tanned legs of yesterday. 



The Night Waits for Me 

The night waits for me 
In the wanton glow of starlight. 
It waits for me to walk 
Beneath the moonbeams 
In the shallow wake of wonder 
On the trail of hopeful dreams. 
Chaste are the waves of yearning 
Washing over ripe innocence 
Locked inside the soul of love. 
Free the midnight shadows 
To walk the endless corridors 
Leading to the soul’s awareness 
Of its own delight and need. 
Awaken the glow of love 
To live in the midnight air 
Heavy as the dew-fall - 
Light as the scent of flowers 
Carried on the breath of Spring. 
Oh, how the night waits for me, 
Caressing the secret longings 
Only dreams can ever fill 
And patience ever taste. 
Each breathless sigh worships 
hand-holding darkness 
And the hearts sweet reverie. 
The stars gaze down at me; 
The moon kisses my bare feet; 
The night writes love poetry 
On the walls of my tender soul. 
The night waits for me - 
Dressed up in starry finery. 


OH LET IT BE FOREVER MORNING 

Oh, let it be forever morning 
Forever dawn with light just breaking 
Over some distant darkened hill - 
Forever silky leaves bathed in new-born gold 
And silver-throated Thrushes calling In dew-sparkled piety 
From swimming reverence high 
Atop the minaret of morning; 
Misty, flowing notes 
Calling the faithful To prayer. 

Annie Johnson is 84 years old. She is Shawnee Native American. She has published two, six hundred-page novels and six books of poetry. Annie has won several poetry awards from world poetry organizations including; World Union of Poets; she is a member of World Nations Writers Union; has received the World Institute for Peace award; the World Laureate of Literature from World Nations Writers Union and The William Shakespeare Poetry Award. She received a Certificate and Medal in recognition of the highest literature from International Literary Union for the year 2020, from Ayad Al Baldawi, President of the International Literary Union. She has three children, two grandchildren, and two sons-in-law. Annie played a flute in the Butler University Symphony. She still plays her flute.