Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The Lives of Stars, Abridged

I see the light, and toward the source I run

with you beside, and spirits on our heels,

into the glimmer of a dying sun


Against the men and women we did shun:

they block our way, the only exit seals.

I see the light, and toward the source I run


And on our path, until our time is done,

we cast away our ever-loved ideals

into the glimmer of a dying sun


A mirror on the wall, our faces shown

I view myself, and what my life reveals

I see the light, and toward the source I run


The starlight breaks; our hiding spot undone.

The dark recedes, the shadow fades and peels

into the glimmer of a dying sun


And when you’ve made it through, I’ll strive, alone,

uncovering the half-truths we’ve concealed.

I see a light, and toward the source I run

into the glimmer of the dying sun

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