I look out my window.
I look up and look high.
I strain to see past the limitless,
boundary of black sky.
Despite my attempts,
and my far too many tries,
nothing but dark haze,
meet my brown eyes.
I try to see clear,
to see past the night.
I try to see light,
that nighttime denies.
How long will I wait,
before the darkness dies?
When will I ever,
see the sunrise?

9/2/12