Only an earnest fool
would grieve the turning
of a day to night..
Would dare to taste
of the forbidden fruit..
Sol’s holy light.

But then again..
Only an earnest fool
would also have the heart
to unapologetically declare
his deepest truth..
The Truth that otherwise
would have remained
eternally unsaid..

and then the blinded eye
to hold a spark of beauty
shed upon it by a dying star
as it descends..
towards event horizon..
prior to the moment
when it sets.

The hemisphere
illuminated by its light
reflects an aspect of
The All
which you can see.
The One
submerged into
the darkness
of your absence
is no longer me.

Photo creds: @da.niella9446