Twilight hangs over us, and is getting deeper
sinking into politics, where prejudice rules
and giving us a sense of darkness winning,
but it doesn’t. We have more than the moon
at night. We know the end is only
the beginning, and the light gets brighter
because there is always
At least we hope so.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”