Dawn to Dusk

From zenith sun to the darkest of moons; the beings that guide and watch over us are satisfied with the reality they have crafted. Know that in the end that you too will be satisfied with mortal life.

I have dreamed of a wheel as bright as the Sun,

It will move my spirit when my life is done.

Its force disables the living to comprehend,

In light; the darkness it must bend.

As heralding as waves upon the sea,

As treacherous as a tried witches plea.

My voice, my skin, all in-between,

From dawn to dusk; no longer seen. 

The divine is calling to each its own,

We see it in the seeds we've sown.

But know the living is but a husk,

To house the spirit; dawn to dusk. 

I cannot express my gratitude,

This now my dying heart exudes.

Forever is naught; I live on.

From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn.