Twilight

the twilight hour
is your bridge hour
as you slowly drift
from the matter of facts
to the facts that matter

like the sun setting
upon your crests and falls
upon your cracks and walls
upon your dos and don'ts
upon your wills and wonts

like the wind howling
upon your highs and lows
upon your skin and bones
upon your yet agains
upon your hopes and plans

like the night falling
upon your empty bed
upon your weary head
upon your 'yet to be's
upon your tired knees

like the moon rising
upon your ruthless sky
upon your silent cry
upon your broken wings
upon your moonless things

the twilight hour
is your bridge hour
as you linger on shore
shaken to the core
by the facts that matter