I peer long at the constellations
And the Great Bear stares back
From the dense opaque darkness
Commonly known as the night.
Each star within the Great Bear’s
Celestial claw circle shines
And glistens, like a sparkler in a
Tomb, awaiting its final flame.
Far in the East, Aurora sleeps
Her charm and beauty succumbed
To slumber, and as I sit
Under the forlorn shadow of man
The evening breeze wraps its arms
Around the still ivy…
I am still and motionless, in the glow
Of the grandiose alpha moon
The streets outside have fallen silent,
These are the seconds within our lives
That is worth more than any currency
Moments that sooth, stroke and ease
The memories that ache deep in the heart.
Through the small open window
Faint voices and laughter arise,
From the near by public house,
I place my head on the pillow
And let my heavy eyelids collapse.