-/-My Path-/-
I stand in the yard
looking left and then right
to my left is the moon
sinking behind the trees
bringing with it
the glory of night
the purity of silence
to my right, the sun
slowly rising into the sky
bringing with it
the mystery of
events to come
the faces of friends
family, loved ones
In my heart theres confusion and pain
The memories of my past
burned into my soul
The moon glares at me
as it slowly fades
the feeling, the force
it beholds
blinding me with beauty
though it leaves me
in a bright path
of the rising sun
I know I can find thee
on my lawn
another day
another time
another night to come.
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