epilogue

when the sun touches down on the mountain tops
my eyelids slowly open and i rise to greet the dusk

my awareness comes with the night time
my energy urged on by the dark sky

while the world around me sleeps i keep busy
with creative hands and unrelenting thoughts

in the night i find my solace, my breath
from the quiet dark i inhale my life

my freedom exists when the stars appear
when all else is still and i still move

there is a beckoning in the twilight
comfort in the dusk and safety at midnight

no secrets escape from the shadows surrounding
in the dark all marks are hidden away

and perhaps it is for fear of the daylight
fear of the stark reality under the sun

fear of that which reveals all of our flaws
for my breath slows as the sun rises

when it begins to rise up over the horizon
my energy falls away little by little

and soon the daylight overpowers thought
and i lay my head to rest with curtains closed

and i escape the brightness of daylight
i escape the harsh and unforgiving rays

i sleep and sleep and sleep away the days




and when the sun touches down on the mountain tops
my eyelids slowly open and i rise to greet the dusk