Night after night I turn to my left

And raise my eyes

To the skies

Through the window

I raise my sight

And search this night

For the skyward evening traveler

And each night

He is there

Like a dare

Never to cease

And never seeking release

From his nightly travels

Horizon to horizon

He makes his trip

Being eaten bit by bit

Till gone

Only to be resurrected again

And take his place above men

 

anthony forrest