After Equinox

There are
those things which
will outlast me. 

It’s not a contest,
it’s just the way it is.

I’ll fail to remember
that future, though I’ll
fail to live it as well.

Old man, old paths,
evolving truths.

When the sun shines,
the illumination is
a shadow from
all my experiences.

When the sun sets,
the darkness is
stillness, quiet,

that point where
one loses all knowledge
of having left tracks.