Eternity - Brighter Arrows

Each dawn draws lines between what is illuminated and shadows staggering behind. 
It makes me feel sure of everything I see, and most of what I can’t, or at least more fearless. It comforts me. 
I take refuge in an endless span of time, 
In whose lap I rest my head. 
Whose fingers brush warm safety through my hair. 
“Why is it called a watch?” 
Moments go uncounted here. 
“There’s nothing there to see.”