As I sit quietly in the corner,
reading words so full of hope,
love, loss, and new beginnings,
a soft pinkish-orange twinge of light
radiates through the window.
The sun sets yet again in the West,
and I grasp at promises of light,
but no matter now the insignificance of
fate, time, darkness and dreams.
This, only this
is the moment I have waited for.
Just this glimpse of beauty,
fading quickly into the horizon.
As the night looms closer
and still closer,
creeping into twilight.
Then finally, the sweet bliss of night.