Its turn to return*

Its turn to return*

Morning awaits from darkened skies

A vastness above walks on by

This passage has seem to been here before

It came through in light, exited thru the door

As now it comes by once again

It has no beginning and never ends

It cannot stop as it is on a roll

Evening pushes onward and daylight unfolds

But let us not look at what is shown

But instead to see the night turn early morn

Dom*Colucci © 2017