As the sun dips through the sea
The darkness starts dancing in the night
The moon once again took the spotlight
As the stars sways by its side

But all of this will not long
For the glorious sun will take its throne
It will stroke its ray through vast unknown
And the cycle goes on and on

I sat dumbfounded
With words circling in my mind
The smell of the paper
Tore my wishful thinking
I just sat there
My eyes gazed on the thing
How could a piece of paper
Determine my worldly fate

The inkling in my mind faded
As I realized
That the time was up
But the thing made out of leaves
On my desk lies away empty
Bare like the heathens heart
But what more I could do?
It was my fault after all

Graces flowing free
From a marvelous Being
Filled with love and peace