Moon rises,
night grows,
sun falls,
day dwindles.
I know
I’m not alone
in thought.
To embody
though?
Night rises, moon grows.
Day falls, sun dwindles.
Darkness spreads, seeps, seizes
as the sun seeks no space
at night.
Yet,
the moon—
perpetually plays during the day.
Restless—
where to stay?