Rising

Building Awareness - Circa 1988

Standing in the front yard, facing East,
I see the world in my house.
All I have known so far, exists within this frame.
Turning West, down the hill
the lights from town increase my awareness.
Every light represents a person, a business, a reason.
The moon ascends beyond mountains in the West.
Its power is a dim reflection of the sun.
Even in this depressed state the pale face represents
a new layer of awareness. Red Mars just beyond,
a single spot of color on the monochromatic canvas
of the night sky.