Celestial Reflection

A new day dawning 
A new sunrise 
Is what 'hope' is to you
But dawn is not what I look ahead to. 

For I am the Sky
The ocean that's a different kind of deep 
Arching over this earth
And day is not me.

The Sun illuminates 
This earth. 
The Sun blinds out
My stars. 
The Day blinds out my depths and my shallows,
Clouds over my face and hides
The inky depths of my heart
And paints me a happy blue;
What a nice cultured obedient sky we have here. 

As this blinding light dims out
It takes its pretty blues and yellows with it
And draws back the veil,
And the secret light of the moon
Lovingly caresses my whole being--
The corset was too tight here, my dear
Let me breathe back the life into you. 

The secret light of the moon illuminates 
Me. 

Me, the blue-black darkness that is my soul,
The happy pinpricks of memories that shine 
through this dense fabric,
The tumultous sea of my thought
That sometimes bursts through in the day itself
Blotting out even the Sun
As the clouds rush in to contain the damage.

Me, the blank canvas, the stage backdrop
Where all of life plays out
" 'Twas a good show, Mr Shakespeare, Sir"
Many thanks, thy kinds words delight my heart
Let's dismantle the stage now. 

Eternity

Two lovers, separated by evil Fate

Who spins their destinies with black and white threads,

She’s determined to keep the twains apart

Fate, the witch with the stony heart.

 

But Love triumphs over Fate, ties some threads together

Intertwining the lovers’ destinies forever,

These knots then become dusk and dawn

A rendezvous for the couple is drawn.

 

They see each other just twice a day

Stealing a few moments from time away,

The inamorata’s dark, the inamorato’s bright,

They’re masters of the sky- Day and Night.

 

At dawn he comes to meet his lady-love

Reaching out to the darkness above,

He caresses her black wings with his shiny fingers

They embrace and pull away,

But the effect still lingers.

 

They converse in voices too deep to hear

The epilogue for their date is drawing near,

She doesn’t want to leave his arms; he doesn’t want to let her go,

But he has to abandon her now and let himself grow.

 

She goes away slowly, looking at Day all the while

Her longing eyes look like cinders, reflecting his youthful shine,

Finally he takes over the wide blue yonder

Waking everyone up from their deep slumber.

 

In the morn he’s cheerful, a he just met Night

But noon is when he puts up a fight,

The wait for Night gets unbearable

Day’s foul mood becomes almost incurable.

 

Then dusk arrives, bringing her in a star-laden dress

Day almost falls, seeing the beauty of his mistress,

She steadies him, gives him a lingering kiss

She knows she’ll be alone soon after this.

 

They look a moment longer into each other’s eyes

Reluctantly, she lets him go, as dusk slowly dies,

His last words, just like him, fade away,

His promise to meet her at dawn the next day.

 

Night lets out a long sigh

And opens her dark wings over the skies,

She lulls the world to sleep

In her beautiful voice, rich and deep.

 

At midnight, she silently blesses Love

For finding loopholes in Fate’s handiwork,

Then she settles in as time slowly passes away

As she waits for another dawn,

Another heavenly tryst with day.