Poem By Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
So fleeting, light beating
encoding the darkening skies to a rhythm you know nothing of.
Looking, seeking, sensing a truth lies hidden within the message
winking endlessly from afar.
Maybe it's nothing...or maybe something more,
More than could ever be thought or comprehended.
For we know so little and our questions are so big.
And just maybe,
we're not quite ready for the anwers.