Disappearance of light, influences every source of life.
Big sky, decorated, with light, tempt all to obsess.
Absent-minded, occupied by commoner’s strife.
Clear- headed, stir up hornet’s nest, donating stress.
Call of night; observes a few enamoured disciples,
Defying celebrations turning up uninvited.
Puppeteering – turmoil and woeful unrest,
Simple awe of design, set patterns archetypal.
But death mist beckons those that get to close; to afterlife,
Like night blooming cacti, Princess of the Night,
Exposes her thorns to a particular silent killer;
Short lived, are incidents suffered, in nature’s culture.
One lifespan is but a moment in time – today’s troubles
Cause wrinkles; drowned in tomorrow’s novels.
– L.J. Lenehan –