Verse

As I walk the life's streets

And watch the sunset

I realize

That one day this I the identity

Will leave these lanes

Flying away to a nowhere, no one that has seen

Had been seen.

I wonder over the sentiment

"The Show must go on"

And imagine a sunrise and a sunset

In these very streets

One melting the haze setting up sheets of backgrounds

One curdling the light into a dim darkness.

Both would be there, I wouldn't.

But My knowing gives the knowledge a twist.

Will I go on

More than this make believe prop

That is there but isn't?

"Just close your eyes, you'll find proof!"

The inner voice whispers.

I see the dusk in a new light

More illuminated than any dawn

For the smog has risen

Over my being!

Letting the peace in.

I'll go on - Like an eternal show

In an eternal moment.

The props look like they are going on...

I have no issues with them.

I let them serenade me with their charm

I let me not slip away in their chase.

I am an infinite light

Passing through a finite sight!

And The show, I know :)