In That Year (1999)

A Reflection

In that year there was

An intense farewell

With energy,

With greatness,

With grandness and grandeur,

I was high on a rooftop of emotion.

I left school and went

Up to the penthouse to live;

The end of 1998

Seemed a party, like it was 1999!

Parting with time ended as divine,

For a rebirth of art and technology

Revealed a new Renaissance,

The time of a Technossance,

To forever change industry;

I looked from above

And I looked below, 

I saw a new night.

When a cold rain falls for a last time,

Could we engage in a new era of time?

Translating a millennium moment

Would be to see in darkness,

To travel in metal,

To speak over wires;

For this ever-changing planet

Etched in stonework and granite

Belongs for us to progress

Or destroy in a mess.

In that year, I slept near a far-off star.

On one night, I searched ever so far.

On another night in that year,

I met a girl.

She was singing holy hymns,

We slept on the roof.

At night, the moon became

A female’s face,

I met the Spirit of Life.

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