Sleepwaking
Have you seen it ?
It is only a fleeting moment
at the ending of the day,
when the sun is about to set.
I saw it first
when I was very young,
standing on the edge of a field,
autumn in the air.
The smell of tall dry grass
filled my senses,
and I saw it...
Eternity.
I paused, confused,
How could I know ?
so young, so young,
it was too much for me.
I could see forever,
and the end was uncertain,
yet sure and true,
an enticing contradiction.
The golden grasses stood silent,
hushed with awe,
for they were witness too,
of the place where the end meets the beginning.
I watch for it now,
and see it betimes,
as I travel, I glimpse it.
As I search, it is my guide.
Eternity beckons, I follow.