I saw
Some thing
Glowing
And then not
Not a lightening bug not a street lamp gone dark
Maybe if i keep waiting maybe i'll find the dark
I heard
Water
Running behind the trees
But there was no river, no body, not even a stream
Maybe if i keep running, maybe i can find the rain
Little things
Living , floating around my room in my eyes
The dust inside the light
Speaking, says
"doesn't the sky look nice tonight?"