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