all things

Taking in the afterglow of the day
Across the blackening expanse
I feel as I should. I feel ancient
And I feel loved
The tin-tinny insect din
The tribal beat of the heart
Have slackened the lines
Of my marionette body
Made life more real
Night's cool breath within me
Excites and empowers
The soul to sever its bonds
To rise into the night
Sublime and unquestioned
Smiling for the truest time
A free thing.
This is my prayer to the Celestial
Let it be my salvation:
For this vessel to be made starworthy