We go

For the nightbirds murmur

As the dark settles in

And the streets and the lamps

And the din.

In the hushed over cries,

The inching pained sighs

In the edge

Of the world

That we knew.

It is gone

The door closed

Joyous shouts 

Echo out 

Through the square.

Of my mind

Towers canyons

Struggle trees force

Fed lawns

Swept away, swept

Anew, cleared a path

And reach for two.

Where we go I

Do not know

Though I go

With eager

Abandon.