The world is in its darkest of its duration
This community is a sad place tonight
The winter is at its peak
The moon is in its brightest of it
At this moment of time tonight
Love is the greatest worshipping sanctuary
The sense of both new and forgotten
Hidden in the shadows and apparitions
Of my soul
I stare at the absence of any sound or noise
Illuminating like it is morning
I stare up at the navy sky
Not a cloud, only a blue of a beginning..
For a long time watching the colors of glazes erode slowly into the night.
I lie in the little bit of moonlight and think of the way I might find him again.
Not that i have lost him
My heart call a very slight distance
Very faraway to attain.
