Nightlife With The FATHER

When the lights are dimmed or altogether extinguished,
And the sun has sunk to the ocean.
All my friends, all my brothers, my sisters,
When all has quieted down and fall into restoration.
Where am I?
Sitting in a green and white room four walls and a bed,
Nothing to distract me nothing to inhibit my roaming mind.
I see a happiness on the horizon,
Never fading always burning out brighter as life passes in time.
Such a magnificent display of beauty,
Though beauty is not what is shown.
A simple promise of Love and Hope,
Its given, within reach, as I hear the sound of a dying Man moan.