the distance, the scale, the possibilities.
variables are calculated, gravity pulls,
And sometimes, days turn dark.
An owl awakens early; the rooster trots inside.
the streetlights aren't sure what to do.
no moon, no stars, no evening news.
no wind-down, no pajamas, no bedtime story.
When astronomy aligns in such a way
that darkness and daytime overlap,
I smile and walk
in a new direction.
