now the horizon Brightens up

entering the land not visited

very little dots of light where

each fire is keeping company

reduced to the last moment before the sky fades black

pops from burning wood echo and

ricochet like the

environment itself is twitching

playing its own soundtrack from

around the river to the shadows on the

ridge edge and among the rock line

ended by the opening of the valley

dying leaves clinging to the branches

twisting group of breeze dance around social circles

however long it takes the night lives for this

experience that encapsulates timelessness

near darkness hides eternal understandings