THIS DAY


A thousand days have passed
A slow walk under the stars
Watching as eternal night
Continues to be my world

The mystery of thoughts surpassed
Bringing circles into light
Pondering the past in a fleeting moment
Looking to times to come

What will be when the sun rises
Once again through the mist
Fog creeps as fingers
Through mountain canyons

Has the dream vanished into reality
Finally ending what could never be
A glance into the horizon
Then the knowing has become ours

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2001