Twilight’s Reckoning

looked outside when the skies cleared

was wondering if I might see

what I was looking for today,

if it might be any different

distinguishing another day,

another time perhaps,

when my purpose stood before me.

When you spend some time

looking at the starlit sky,

waiting for the fall,

can’t help realize there’s far more

beyond ourselves

yet, that moment when I slide the door,

my routine will return and the stars

a distant memory.

So how can I  tap into that energy,

the one that suggests that we are on our own

unless of course we can map the growth

of our night sky, waiting to take us home.

Twilight is a beautiful thing,

I have to agree, because just to be cool

means great sacrifice in the greater scam

of twilight’s autonomy.

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