Night, quiet
above the mountains, it hung, solitary
lighting everything in it's path
the mountains, the sea, the land.
Below they lay, scattered
the lights, so many
shining in competence
man against God
unsucceeding.

Morning, light
in the same place, the sun rose
magnificent, radiating in totality
reflecting on the cables that carried energy
man made energy
crisscrossing wires
cutting the sun across the vision
man against nature
losing.

Noon, white
the sun shone brilliantly, almost blinding
bidding man to be silent
below nothing but chaos, swarming and shouting
man against harmony
weakening.

Evening, twilight
the once proud sun, humble
setting in the sea - of pollution
The distant clouds nothing but smoke and dust.
man against environment
exhausting.

Night, quiet
the moon rose again
the cycle complete
man against man
dying.