that clock ticking in time to our hearts beating
our muscles flexing, our topsy-turvy living of lives
while moon rolls a pewter mist below the hemispheres,
the stars are numberless and dependable and the
sun rises and sets and rises again, a hope-filled forever
tick tock the heart
no beats in time
cardiac arrest
what then, I wonder
probably just another day
a day like any other
with the moon spilling golden light across the galaxy,
the stars unaccountably brilliant, cut and polished gems
and you in the Light always ascending, forevermore radiant
"Like the sun, only when you set in the west can you rise in the east."
© 2017, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes (The Poet by Day & Coffee, Tea and Poetry), All rights reserved
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