Yes, I just changed the year. Let’s see if I can go beyond 67 this time🙂
Utterly fascinating, universe. This is my 113th entry on 1/13/2013 exactly a year after my first entry in 1/13/2012.
The first one was called When The Sun Sets.
This is the image of how my fantasy should be processed by my brain.
There’s a thick cloud covering a great portion of the sky, drawing a straight line that defines where the stars appear and disappear. The horizon should stretch as far as the eyes could see, but heaven sets its limits on mine.
Fair enough. The divide between the starry and starless sky evens out as the night deepens anyway. And the stars do shine bright. They pop out in the dark. Twinkling and dancing, too.
Now, let’s take the same title, but let’s see where movements of heaven will take us this time.
On the road, they follow the path
set for home, they trudge on
the streets that lose and take
up space. Crowded, they flow. Smears
of sunset on tinted windows
there it goes—
then gone, then there again, a flash
so soon missed by eyes
that blink, and clouds that trick
sight about light, celestial bandits.
On the road up in space,
they make their way home:
into each other, crowding
together before falling
A shard of sunset disappears
In the glare of a streetlight.
Dusk has pulled out its carpet
on the road. Above us,
a map of needle-tip lights appears:
our way back