The Sun Still Rises

I sit upon the shore, at the world's end
I sit upon the shore and contemplate the end
I sit and look up, expecting everlasting night
But the sun still rises

The weight of life, it hangs from my neck
The weight of life presses down upon my chest
The weight of life seems not to lose its might
But the sun still rises

I come in from the cold, looking old as time
I come in from the cold  with the chains that bind
I come in and think the frost better than my fright
But the sun still rises

The stars of the sky, they seem to always shine
The stars of the sky are of my kind, out in this night
The stars of the sky tell me there is always light
That the sun always rises

M.M. — 30-Apr-2015