A restless heart lives with two suns:
the second rises in the purple dusk
and brightens the night
softly- for others, that know peace
but harsh for those like me
that a moment’s rest are denied
as the day goes on endlessly
stronger in its power to destroy
at nightfall when the world is quiet
and only I am awake to listen
to the cruel whispers of the ivory sun
The Two Suns
Ishaisms 