Today

Sun bites
and city howls.
Streets hunger
while sand prowls.

A voyage through golden ocean's end,
a sea of restless thoughts.
From horizon to beyond
rolling waves show sharp claws
and I bare my teeth back.

Groaning winds bleed
the sky clear;
parched air feeds
on dried tears.

How do dreams dawn under tired skies
when shadows stretch
and grief begins to wake...?

What shades of comfort bloom
when arduous passage
is met with longer strides?

Each day in passing may yet provide.
Until the time comes to be tried,
today is what remains.
Tomorrow is all the same.

Let us see what happens