Timedust

I race,
My heart hammers,
The sun flees through the sky,
My breath races,
And then suddenly,
It slows
To a steady beating drum
And the night’s black curtains
Drop around me
And a single gold star
Falls through it,
And I wish I could run
To the horizon where it fell,
And catch the stardust,
Glowing, bright,
To light the sky again.
For the day is gone,
The time has raced by
And now
I want it back.

~Jenessa

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