Saturday, April 10, 2010

time unto time

lights illuminate a passing landscape
visions, a flood of sensation
a glimpse, a chance, time unto time

i miss you, and have no one to tell
of what was, what is now
and what yet could be

across the desert, the rolling hills
once dunes of an ancient ocean,
dried tears now, endless sunswept plains

there is much still
to work out between us
from lives before on to the next

what little light is fading now
and forms a gradient of
orange to blue to purple to indigo to black

and where are you now
and what are you thinking
and in your heart: love, hate, indifference?

falling now to a dark valley
from end to end without light
but the stars, and endless sky above