Satisfaction

                   Satisfaction

When the sun has descended
         and darkness has closed me in
when the evening star has set
         and all activities are at an end
when my head rests on my pillow
         and I know this day is done
I will drift away with morpheus
         to the place dreams are begun
but I will not look behind me
         for I cannot change the time
and acknowledge in my weakness
         I do not posses the divine
but I know all is not lost
         though the past I cannot reprise
for on the bright morrow
         the sun shall again rise