The Limelight of Tomorrow – A Poem

There is a sudden flash of glowing light in me. The nature’s
sonorous lips are here. They come to me in the golden of the light.
They come close. Imagining thoughts and passing over to the other
realm. Luminosity of ambiance astounds me. Letting go before I knew
it was going to happen. Mystified by night and its glory.
 
Manufacturing dreams in the limelight of tomorrow. My bones are of
this way – once they break they regain their breath. My summertime
fun went away on that sunny day. But remaining on the path to no
one knows where. On it’s magic lays its surface, why would that be?
 
The nocturnal whisperings midnightly fall in the drop. The legends
are following me with a sudden rush of understanding. Miniatures
falling away in the raindrops of fire. Going into the deep, that
deep shade flowering on the wings of dust. The slow petal falling
among the trees.
 
In the time when I remembered, the things happened, and the minds
offer them to me. The offerings are well welcomed, but not without
hesitation.
 
The allure of yesterday’s tomorrow in itself is good. The
overimposing giant total mountain of strongness. The speed that is
so fast that it can’t catch up with itself. The lingering placidity
at the stone of nesthood!