cold dark night
moonlit winter promises
hovering lust, always just beyond
night soon slips away, yet still inside me
morning, a long distance
a journey to awakening
one of remembering
seeing with eyes wide open
twilight bridges night and day
sunrise comes at last
a journey of color
bright oranges, reds, yellows
a new day begins
yet still I slumber
eyes wide open
sun shining bright
Poetic Alchemist 