yang.

i rise with the light

night moves me in ways

too sullen to say

conveyed my dreams

on sky's backlit screen 

the fact that it seems

half lit illumination

lucid concentration

morning sensation

restoration for the retired

i rise with the light

repeat the rhetoric

till i get it right

my life is a journey

never hurried thru the plight

the fight is inside

dark times, dark mind

but the light i shine

is of the brilliant kind

in time in space

walk against the 

direction of the race

here you'll find a breed

whose soul purpose was

to sow their seeds

knowing their deeds

may not be reaped

the path of reciprocity

takes a circular form

any point in the path 

where you begin

is also the point where you'll end 

only that the path can't end

again and again, around again

the point is to begin