Sunday, October 1, 2017


When darkness prevails
He shuts his eyes
The moon escapes
Bringing bleak

Bright goes the Sun
Stars fade to night
Shadows erupt
Ashen skies

The silence echoes
Screams out loud
Smothering her voice
A quiet cry

In stillness he lays
Unable to move
Can he pray?
His soul aloof

You say goodnight
Upon knee we mourn
In light they lift him
Bringing dawn