Day & Night
In the soft, swift light of morning
we were born out of the dark,
to walk our dreams of daytime –
as we travelled, far apart.
But our dreams were guides of lifetimes,
though we could not see the paths,
and they brought our steps together
as we’d written in our stars.
So, we met, when noon was nodding
at our changing shadows’ length;
walked dreams toward the sunset –
in the hope they’d never end.
Now, the darkness starts to gather
round the foothills of our days;
but we’ll grasp the chance for living
while the sun still sends its rays.
I must leave you, you must leave me,
at the dying of the day,
to walk our dreams of shadow –
though we’re sure to find our way.
Then, when morning’s glow is streaming,
painting figures through the night,
we will link our hands with laughter
and return into the light.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2022
This is a strange one. I was humming a tune for some weeks. Not one I recognise or have heard before. Then the last verse, in outline, just sort of presented itself to me. The first 2 verses grew naturally from that. I do not usually bother with rhyme. Is this a poem, a song, both? Where did it come from? No idea.
