Tonight, they say

is the end of the world,

and what a beautiful night

it truly is

with a touch of winter,

a mist of sadness,

and a dark sea

of peace.

Everyone is waiting

for the lights

to go out.

Everyone wonders

what waits

beyond the world.

Tonight is the last night

to be alive,

to be free,

and dream a thousand dreams

before the last one disappears

into the end.

Will we be remembered?

What history will be

left behind,

waiting to be discovered?

And the hours drift by.

I stand alone,

watching the world fade,

and awed by the beauty

of death approaching

over blazing stars

burning so vividly

into darkness.

And it was all nothing

but a dream,

a night to never end,

and we wait.

We wait

for life to begin.

Over Edge

by, Melissa R. Mendelson