lit from without

It isn't as if the world's 
so dark, if sometimes 
the light gives us nothing 
to see. It's shot through 
with shades and hues 
and sparks. It stays 

lit from without. 
You're not with me, 
but my eyes keep seeing 
your style and form 
so compatible with 
what's kept us high 

and grounded us far 
under distant stars. 
Every sun comes up 
and around, showing 
why more than where 
and how more than when 

but there's been no question 
of who, my friend. We cannot 
pretend we have not found 

this: this world's lit
from without 

by everything missed
in enduring wish.