The sun has traveled
The fine line
Towards mystery, unknown,
Darkness following in
Its path

I sit, watching this
Nightly  resurrection
 

My heart is filled with awe

The clouds, embroidered
Within a ring of brilliance,
Float against the darkening
Canvas of time…

We are taught to love the
Light and fear the dark,
yet
In this brief shining instance,
As the two lovingly intertwine,
 I realize that all things become one

I soar there also…..