More Distant lights, why do you go? You disappear beyond the dark and distant horizon— have you found a sweeter way, with welcome eaves, and soft smiles embracing? Distant lights, tell me a story, tell me of … firelight flickering, laughter trickling, eyes glistening. And, what then, when embers fade and die? Do you dream, in slumber sweetened by love’s enfolding? Or, do you, too, in darkened…