Staring into

The inky darkness,

I lose myself.

The stars - daunting.

The moon, lonely figure,

Stirs in sorrow.

Stranger in the crowd.

Lost and drifting,

no destination.

A breeze settles

Calls mournfully.

Untamed, aimless,

Wanders forever.

Faithless world,

Ignore the future,

Forget the past.

When will we realize

Our chance is slipping?

While the heavens

Rearrange themselves,

Remember days

When we worshipped

The very skies

We long to forget.