Twilight

Galaxies are spiraling,
circling and twisting
Infinite and vast,
we seem much too small
insignificant, unworthy
of the vast expansion of energy
with which,
gives us life.
but are we filled with it?
the flickering stars and the darkness,
could it fill us up or suffocate us?
or is it just a part of ourselves.
are we apart of it too?
part of the completion
or simply a small piece of a bigger puzzle.
it's simplicity is marvelous to us.
as we reach up for them.
the lights that shine upon us
even as they sparkle, wither, and die.

These poems were all written to represent the light and dark contrast of life. Many times there are moments where a feeling seems endless...as if it will never end but the truth of the matter is an emotion is fleeting. Yet the effect may be the lasting part.