An Enigma

A quiet night,
Gurgling of a brook beyond.
A star filled night,
Sending light from beyond.
Reminding us of ancestors past.
Reminding us of glorious past.
A light so strong and potent.
An everlasting beam,
From the past it commences.

In the time when everything's forgotten.
When history needs reminding.
When self is proclaimed first.
A jolt, nay, a glimpse of the past is wanted.
To remind us of the journey
We traversed.
To remind us of the mountains
We climbed.
To remind us of the disaster
Of destruction.
To remind us of the pain
Of the gory.

A brilliant light.
Literally sent from heaven,
For us to see and introspect on.
A second chance,
By the universe offered.
Showing whilst so,
It conspires to do good.
Its unified in all aspects.
A great big web interconnected.
And to humanity too sheds a thread.

I watch from my window,
With the melodious brook
In the backdrop.
A pleasant peaceful night,
With thousands of diamonds,
Lacing the sky.
And an orb of light amidst it.
A net of secrets and mystery,
A string of history,
For those curious to pursue.
A treat for the eye,
And a vessel of knowledge.

A slight breeze reaches me,
A rustling of leaves.
Clouds weaving through and
Shrouding the mystery.
I wrap my blanket,
A bit more tightly.
A deep sigh and a last look.
With a smile I parted,
The enigma ever present.
In rest I closed my eyes.
When open again,
A new day it shall behold.
Now, how to persue, how do you think?