Minutes After Midnight

Streetlamps flicker through the city
gleaming like stars upon endless night.
Cypress shadows, black upon black
minutes after midnight, the moon’s the only light.

I look up and see a vast like ocean,
big--, empty--, it encompasses me.
My attention follows a leaf blown
across my easel, fluttering through the sea.

Cloudy ships drift into twilight,
with their wisp like sails unfurled,
tormenting flocks of fireflies,
upon each torrent and upon each whirl.

A mountainous horizon
shrouded by enigmatic dark,
suggestive by nature
with peaks barely marked

Minutes after midnight--, it is the time
the mind becomes weary and a body unwinds.
Withstand those seductions! Steadfast and firm,
your stubbornness shall be rewarded, and an epiphany you will find.

ORIGINAL
Streetlamps flicker through the city
Gleaming like stars upon endless night
Cypress shadows , black upon black
Minutes after midnight the moon is the only light

When I look up, I see a vastness like an ocean,
Big, empty, it encompasses me
My attention follows a leaf blown
Across my easel, fluttering through the sea

Of deep twilight which is that of my city
Clouds stream across like remnants of ships
That cut through the breaking waves
Only its passengers can recall the trip

Minutes after midnight, when the night
Blossoms into a dark mysterious day
Where creatures come from garbage cans
And from all the trees, just to play