the dark descends
it is the way of the day
it is the way of life
it is a fact:
dark descends
i sit in the dark of the deep evening
i smile,
remembering when
the dark was defeated
by the flashlight’s red lens
allowing the mariner to not lose
night vision
to scan the horizon
to find landmarks
to guide our ship home
in the wee hours of age
i sit in the dark
smiling in my understanding
of the dark.