I set here alone in a lighted room
The sun has moved west, and the moon appears to the east
The mechanical time trackers tells you it is late
The room lights begin to replace the light with dark
Oh, do you rush yourself as the world turns dark around you
Not I, many will say, I celebrate the light as do I the dark
I know that someday the light will go out. . . .
Soon to bed as I await Monday’s arrival.
I set here alone in a lighted room.