She opened the door and walked out into the scorching early evening air. It was humid. The air combined with the heat was nearly unbreathable. Static and confined. A small breeze blew through, providing some relief and she heard the chirping of birds as they settled into their trees for the evening. The sounds of children laughing could be heard echoing throughout the neighborhood as they rushed home before the sky went completely dark. It was still too early to hear the constant sounds of thunderous subwoofers and yelling as night lurkers speed by trying to find a weakness to exploit, a drug to quell their inner demons, or someone to fulfill their lust. The loud chattering of drunks trying to find their way home from the bars was still a long way off. No, we were just on the cusp of the night.
She looked upward, and was treated to the beauty of long thin clouds opportunely scattered within the red and purple sky in a way that proved that God was truly a supreme artist first and foremost. As she stared, time marched on. Lighting a cigarette, she watched silently as the colors began to fade and the twinkling of far off stars slowly broke through the dimming light trails creating another picturesque ending to the day and marking the self-confinement of the narrow minded and blissfully ignorant masses in their homes. The moons glow went from pale to luminescent within the gloom of night. Truly beautiful in it’s own right. Then the night began to sing it’s terrifying song of madness and sin. A hypnotic melody. Beckoning it’s repeated lurkers to come out to play. Whispering to them that they should embrace the vast potential that the veil of darkness brings them. The light, now completely smothered by the immense darkness has fled and the chaos breaks out of it’s narrow confines and spreads across the world. It’s re-confinement still many hours away.
The fearful and ignorant sleep behind their locked divides hibernating while closing their eyes to truth and the busy, the adventurous and the damned come out into the world. I’ve traversed this world between light and darkness for as long as I can remember, my eyes open, not looking away, seeing things as they truly are. My hand is outstretched to God in sincerity, hope, and love and my body is tainted by the dark realities of this world. Filthy. My mind Scattered. My soul tattered and stained. Yet I stand. I struggle. I fight. Awaiting another beautiful sunrise each day.