Mr. Sandman

Among night’s stars,
Are the sands of time.


Turned bright,
Dazzling lights,
Those radiant eyes.


Peering through,
True darkness’ gaze.
Hovering over,
Mountains’ shoulder.


Stalking through,
Unveiling territory,
And hunting for the,
Moon’s bright lie.


Crisp in winter’s air,
Stood still.
Alive through,
Water’s alternate realm.


Tuned to Earth’s,
Indefinite heartbeat,
A pendulum of,
Nature’s eternal rhythm.


Age envelops,
All in wonder;
Withers down life’s course edges.


Travel through,
This ripened era,
Within one glance,
Upon the hour.


Take a pinch of,
Grainy white sand,
Transformed to black,
By raging periods.


Hold it firm,
(Dear to heart)
For within them are,
Existence’ meaning.