Lights Dim

You know the story is done when the book is finished.

But the book never seems to end.

And I wish you were still here.

If I could speak to you, maybe I would know the ending.

When good is enough.

When the lights dim, do we still see starlight?

Or has the abyss of silence taken such a hold, that all we see

Is a blur?

Darkness center stage,

And the readiness is all.

Copyright 2014 Andrea Lundgren