Glance toward the sky
the more I think about
the lunacy; the absurd
across mind’s eye
Guide me through the havoc,
let me at least
find a way to calm
an edgy hallowing urgency,
cross paths with my ego,
find the setting sun to be surreal.
Grant me one wish
while baying at the shadowed
illumination. Every participant,
clouds, a steady breeze, night chill,
the lights of the city mean little to me tonight.
I felt the presence of a strange reality,
then the sky arose to speak of sanity.