We once delve into the river of headlights
Lovingly
Assured
And bereft of all fear

We cared not for the tolerant morrow
For today, tonight
They thrive as our pride and joy

We believed
In the tender promise of light
Deliverance
Resilient and always certain!

Yet callous fate
Has pried us from safety
Hurled upon the squawking and beaming pavement

And still we peer,
Into the nightly river of headlights
Unmoved by our footsteps
Unfazed by our tribulations

This morning i was listening to Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata http://youtu.be/vQVeaIHWWck while i had my television on mute. The movie on the screen was Margaret (2011) and i just happened to turn my head at the right moment to see a shot of New York City traffic at night. The music playing seemed to fit this spectacle. To me this shot appeared like a river of headlights streaming through the concrete wilderness. I then imagined all of the young couples carelessly dashing through the traffic to get to the nearest nightclub or bar. They aren’t thinking about the distant future, they aren’t even thinking about tomorrow. Whats important to them is what is occurring in the present. That was the overall inspiration behind this poem.