Where do I search the horizon for the dawn now that you’ve gone
For I have not seen either for sometime now
Only one I will ever see again
Will I know it by sight?
Can I rely on those memories of when it was my light and warmth
Or believed somehow that the truth behind its rising was ever mine alone
Was it ever really there?
Or did it fool me by loft alone and set it’s shine and surety
Within another’s eyes
Denying mine for how long
Never will I know now that it has completed its flight over me and has
Sunk into the depths of twilight and tomorrow
Only to reveal it’s true path and nature upon her rise
Somewhere over that mountain……