What the Sunset Told Me

Now as the fools fall from the weight
Of fearful folly to the fate
Of all the arrogant their days
End now as their kind end always
And ever for they can never
Grow at all since they know it all

Or so they think here at the brink
Of final destruction and fall

Sadly we slowly turn away
And wonder if a better day
Could rise with the sun tomorrow
If we too could rise from sorrow

No one left but us to love us
Nothing left to say but hold me
Nothing left but sky above us
This is what the sunset told me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI

Sadly we slowly turn away
And wonder if a better day
Could rise with the sun tomorrow
If we too could rise from sorrow

No one left but us to love us
Nothing left to say but hold me
Nothing left but sky above us
This is what the sunset told me

Dear Steven
so glittering
supani

Satyameva jayate, as you taught me, my dear friend and fellow poet.

I send you every good wish for every happiness on this, the eve of your birthday.

Namaste,

+Stevie

Beautiful, Steven
As always.
Much love,
Michelle

Thanks so much, Michelle, and good to hear from you again and see you hereabouts among us.

Happy Hew Year, by the way, if a little late.

Love,

+Stevie

And Happy New Year to you too, as well as a belated Happy Birthday!!
It feels good to be back around here. I've missed it. Hoping to be able to spend a little more time here abouts. I think being among fabulous poets helps me recapture my own creative power. It's been missing for a few months, but I'm hoping that with my latest poem, the drought is over or at least ebbing.
Michelle

this made my thoughts go off on a few different tangents, i had to keep reigning back in to read more. done well.


misty..