I wait.
Alone in empty quietness.
Still and calm, like the high night moon in the star-lit sky.
For the darkness to return. To tell me of his journey of far away places.
To tell me more about my fate, my death and pain. So I might listen and plan for my journey and it’s end and of those I love…
For it’s inevitable. That life shall end.
But he And I will remain.
Until it’s time for me to go.
Darkness is with whom I will go.