this silent storm

Lights In The Distance

I stare with wondering eyes into the night,
alone beneath the stars my soul is free
to watch the distant cars that fade from sight,
their glowing lights the only thing I see.
I think of when I once was one of those
a carefree spirit traveling where led;
the distant setting sun my future chose
as I relinquished to its path instead.
But I no longer heed the nightly call
to follow after vanishing degrees.
I rather choose to watch it slowly fall
with wistful eyes as it my heart does tease.
But I am stronger for I know that still
the choice is mine to follow if I will.