Ende

And now I stand still
And now I look away
My mind's eyes fixed
But my mind running away..

Is there an end, or it's always a new beginning?

a feeling..

This feeling that came back to me today

Of something greater impending

While I fumble with the keys, outside the door -

In the darkness, with you by my side.

I wonder if this is what night feels, at the cusp of dawn. 

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Pinks clouds, with blue air mixed,

Sprawling across the dimming sky

My eyes flitting from cloud to cloud,

The sky seems to leap out,

Out of the slits of my eyes.

These eyes, they trace, 

Every single ray

As far as they can see

And blocked by the horizon, are,

Contained at the precipice of eternity.

These shapes, these colors this expanse affords to me

Yet how much there is that will never be seen -

There one tree, two, ten and then many

Till they dissolve in plenitude, 

And become a green smudge pasted on the horizon,

Like a smug smirk -

Of the nature of all things, obscure and fleeting.