“It is dark, so very dark”, said Dante, “yet you fail to speak, and I would say it not impossible that what you’d have to say would not replace that disappearing light you still claim to see”.
So here we are at last, you and me, my reader and me, and it could be that as the night comes, it will be so hard to say, I see. A darkness comes, like none before, a fortress that holds no shiny keys, and with these two feet, I walk ahead, blinder, no memory, save the elongated dusk my shattered mind, would allow to still be me.
A “Sound of Silence”, in D minor, still whatever does it mean, perhaps Paul and Art could enlighten me. But still no difference does it make for here in the West, alone, so by myself do the dusk I see. And if I write for the world what’s inside of me, how selfish would that be, indeed maybe I a narcissist to tell of this grief.
For their against that granite stone, that sky seeking temple of geology, weakens a sun in timidity. And woe it says, what you have taken for belief. This night cometh, indeed it rest here now for you with no reprieve, and you are singular, no better light, than your last memory.
“Did you come to walk with me”? The words whispered, skyward, unaccompanied and in darkness do I breath. Still, so still, only Dante resting cold inside me. For now it is a rolling obscurity, that’s colder, then any wound that has ever bled me. And it does not seem right that darkness, should belong alone, to the death of me. For that last light, the one that loved me best, somewhere, to make eternity last, it dies with me.
“Perhaps I should go too” I hear Dante say, his words fading fast, for unlike the last light of day, I should not think that even with him inside, they will probably last.
*Authors note – Dante has been a fine muse. – 08.31.2016 – דָּנִיֵּאל
Daniel, “Dusk” is a wonderful, powerful and an emotional read. Your words have taken my mind to places that are both comfortable and uncomfortable, yet this is the reality of life. As always a beautiful presentation, and your words always inspires much though, thank you. Wishing you a lovely day, please take care. ~ Mia
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Thank you Mia for your wonderful comment. I always value your insight in both your fantastic writing and comments you leave here. I am one who believes there is light at both ends of the tunnel, but that in between part. Whew! 😉 Wishing you a fantastic day.
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You’re welcome Daniel. Thank you for a lovely reply. Please have a fantastic day too.
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This is a lovely mellow and melancholy piece that reads beautifully, as I felt the meter easily. Thank you, Daniel!
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Thank you Resa, as always I value your comments, and appreciate knowing you in this forum. 🙂
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So beautiful, and trance-like. You are very gifted.
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Thank you Charlie. I appreciate your kind words. Have a great day.
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Thank you Daniel, I hope your day is wonderful as well. ❤
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Daniel this is outstanding. Thank you, I so loved each word.
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Thank you so much Raquel, for reading and your comment. I am so happy you liked this.
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Anytime Daniel, please keep writing!
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Wow!!!
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Thank you Olivia.
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I felt the flow of the river Styx in your prose, and as others have said so well, I felt both happy and sad. Well done!
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Thank you Stafford, a fantastic analogy, and one I will think on for some time. 🙂
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As your writing always does for me. A lot to think on. 😉
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The wonder of your prose Daniel is a mystery in itself. I loved this.
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Thank you Deree.
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Very welcome! 🙂
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❤ this!
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Thank you Baily. 🙂
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Your writing is haunting and coming from the soul, this had such a personal touch, I felt myself entering the tunnel.
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Thank you, and that tunnel is really neat. I pictured that when writing this piece. 😉
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Fabulous writing!
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Thank you.
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You are a treasure my friend, and this piece surely is a gift! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Heather. I really appreciate your comment above. Have a great day. 🙂
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Just for the Ones who watch over us to mightily steady you, my precious brother, if I may walk with you awhile in trusting silence…
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Thank you Leon, I value your comment and you very much. Shalom, your brother Daniel.
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“I tend to avoid writing music about initial reactions to situations, like frustration or anger. I’d rather wait until I go through the problem, and write about the learning that took place.”
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Daniel . . . thank you for sharing this . . .
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Thank you Jen for your comment. Have a great day. Shalom my friend.
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Shalom to you
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