2012-07-03

This Twilight



   - This Twilight - 

Watch the sun,
As it crawls across a final time.
And it feels like . . .
Like it was a friend.


If it's watching us,
And the world “we” set on fire
We Have to wonder . . .
If it feels the same?


And the sky is filled with light -
Can you see it?
All the black is really white -
If you believe it.


As the time is running out,
Let us take away your doubt.
We can find a better place . . .
Then this twilight.


From dust to dust,
The ashes in our hair remind us.
What it feels like . . .
And we won't feel again.


Night descends,
Could we have been a better person?
If we could only . . .
Do it all again.


But the sky is filled with light -
Can you see it?
All the black is really white -
If you believe it.


And the longing that we feel,
We know all of this is real.
We will find a better place . . .

Then This Twilight.

2012.07.03 @ 0345

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