Archive for April 2018

I sit on the edge of a dark pier,
past the point of where the waves break,
the force shaking the pillars more and more each time.

Each bulb is a firefly in the sky,
twinkling just enough to remind me of why.
Why we do what we do, and who we do them for.

The clear night stars only matched by the lightning storm in the distance,
brightening the earth’s edge for just a moment,
fast enough you can’t blink.
Slow enough to remember.

I’ve never seen anything like this night sky contradiction,
and I’m sure I won’t again soon,
but this may be as close to heaven on Earth as I can imagine,
and I’m privileged to call this place some distant home.

Where my grandfather was given life,
not far from where my grandmother was given hers,
on the night before I finally see where my father was given his to understand how mine was given to me.
What a life. What a sight. What a storm.