Realization

As light dances red to horizon's end So do we while approaching last breath To complete life's arc with its final bend and contemplate stillness in silent death How quickly we'll flee from our past design Find order in reflections we ponder and struggle with our memory's decline To lose direction, begin to wander How fleeting our journey across its space Through life's brambled meadows of colored days With smaller shadows and vanishing trace We cling to days fading of lighter grays How slow is understanding of our plight How cold journey's end through darkness and light