Spiritual Journey

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