Pōniuāʻena

And as the day drifted on Blackened paint pierced the sky Carrying little specks of chalk- Dust that dimmed the dark that shined Laying in the grass Staring up through empty space- A display of indefinite distance Resting between both it and I Each speck of flickering fire Faced from unfathomably far away Now exposed into my eyes- Light that takes the time to fade Reflections Are But stars In a night sky For every glance Is one into the past And without them The sky Would be But a void I thought as I gazed Ground beneath my feet The sky- all that was Every moment- all that's unique I feel my legs lay barren Blades that tickle for a second As I look into the sky I sit within the present