In One Night

In one night,
One singular aberration
Decides my whole life and the dressing of it.

In one night,
One solitary rumination
Wakes me to incarnation that is tomorrow—

Of whom it will be,
How it will be,
And why it will be.

In one night,
I stake my life on a vision—
An eternity that is at hand.

In one night,
All I have is now,
And the precognition of it.

In one night,
I die a thousand and one
Times in pitch black sweat.

In one night,
I dream of mornings to come—
Of light and love.

In one night,
I am free of all calamity,
New me out of the old,

Fortune already told,
A grave not yet cold—
In one night.