Daily Archives: September 2, 2018

Break

Here waiting for the sunrise while I dwell in morning’s dim –
my harboring of hope is ill and sweating in its sin.

Watching for the light to catch the interim it steals,
moments pass – I’ll blink. I’ll miss it – other ones appeal.

Green is grey in darkness, with no blue above unrolled
just before the sun ascends, brandishing its hold.

Growing splendor on the mete, just above the line –
Beauty oft arises from the edge and redefines.

Naked time and space fill with the life-affirming glow,
just as love embarked and plunged into the dark fallow.

And as I sit in warmth and contemplate what hope will bring,
greens emerge, blue unrolls over every living thing.

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