Food for Thought-The Nightly Imposition of Death


I am not waiting to say goodbye,
I will not bid farewell to the sunlight,
No longer will I pay my respect,
To the nightly imposition of death,
The vibrant colors of mortality,
Have been released from my awe,
Light beyond the day,
Defy the coming night,
And mourn no more,
For the blind echoes of dawn,
Grasp the craggy horizon.

–Richard Bryant