The candle that burns

The days are too far gone to catch the last dying ray of sunshine.

The locks of the Sun tumble reckelssly on the sea,

they could sink any moment now.

The eyes have gone searchingly for so long.

They have been bright and dull all at once,

they could close any moment now.

The birds have echoed their way through the dawn.

Their voices are now like the phantom touch of a snatched veil,

they could fade away any moment now.

But the miles to go,

the people to be,

the moments to live,

the hues to see,

they keep me alive

through the dark of the night.

As under the bright stars,

I toil for the light,

It has been a long lone time,

It has been a long dark time.

I see now through my open eyes,

the Sun rising once more amongst the veiled mountains,

the birds returning once more to echo through my day.

It had been a long lone time,

It had been a long dark time,

And there is no one to blame.

But to give up now,

would be a certain shame.

09/27/19