Angel

Nothing but emptiness

of knowing I don’t belong

Upon the midnight stars I awake

Marvelling on the deepest darkest secret of the night

Waiting for dawn to wake

Leading me to my own.

Can’t see through the darkness of night

Missing the clouds in my skies

Who sees me through the horizon

Every moment as I awake

I used to see myself entwined

Upon the branches of my trees

But the trees seem to have died

For now there’s not even a leaf to hold on to.

-ksbaluyot, 06.17.99

(photo courtesy of Dark Tower site)