It happens
it’s not a secret
it
doesn’t come as a surprise
it’s obvious to those who
allow
themselves to pay attention
it would be dark
soon
for some, the darkness is barely noticeable
for others it’s obvious
like a bruised rib
you can ignore it, but I can’t
and there are those who couldn’t miss it
except that their eyes were closed
except that they kept themselves from
seeing
the waning light
we who have seen
the darkness
with
our own eyes
felt it
in our own skin
experienced it
at the center of our being
hope that it will
pass
sooner or later
then, as soon as it’s
done,
we wonder when the darkness will return