beautiful night

this friday grooms me
in wind-swept cloud cover
like youth
like tomorrow
like the day i left behind
when i turned my back on you
and turned yellow into gold

this moment of purity
as i looked to the west
seeing only sunshine
instead of sunset
and knowing every step i took
drew the breath of others
not in wonder, but in awe

this simple path of being
carried me
beyond the pale
beyond the death of me
into the life of you and the horizon
purged of silver and grey
glimmered in flourescent colour