End of ends
(Beseechment to the light as it darkly descends)
A break in the bend.
The absence of light was never an end.
It switches w/ a flip.
When the most common
sometimes it feels like an absence/
But the kinks come out natural-like
impends in the scheme of begonias
Patterns being re-arranged give way
to new arrangements
of engagements in the summertime).
Light goes down to subtle darkness,
the banging of the pots and pans
w/ little trips to the store–
is the darkness they write of in legends.
“End of ends.”
Despite that, there is
in the dark.
There is dream in the dark to be had.
copyright: C. Ward 2017