black curtain
under the blanket of stars
where the black curtains
melt into the sea
and the soft grain sand
caress the rippled lights
as they roll onto shore
my feet lay before me
heels touched with sand
the humble pair rest
on the edge of despair
here at the start of creation
lay a calm breeze fill
that empty space between us
the empty swirls of gentle winds
draw us together but
keep us apart
in the distance glowing lights
play upon the dark night sea
a mirror of lights and moon
the glow of a thousand fireflies
in the whirr of time
and still we are apart,
alone and full of fear.
and here we sit
not there, not here
at the beginning of creation.
