Glenn, As I ponder this poem, I cannot help but reason that many of us are in that "night walk" or else vastly approaching it. In talking about being on borrowed time, and we all are whether we know it or not,this is a great message. Your spiritual exploitation is clearly seen here. Great work.....Jack:)

Well, what matters is this march? What if we are the march intuned with this process, neither lokking backwards as to how far we have come nor looking forward a to how much more is left. Ever on the march.

I hadn't thought of it as a canoe before, I will now. Well done Glenn...Charlie

I think I will say simply that what you have written here is resplendent with electricity of fireflies, and the discharged take it as powerhouse stuff to hook themselves into.

the light is what makes this poem :)

Magical in its expression, no matter who or where the walk takes place. I especially like these lines: fireflies whip their Venusian lights mocking the darkness. As well as the stanza that follows.