Shades of Day 

The gradations of dawn brighten

Washing logic away with obligation

To make a space for promise.

Sunrise arrives early, pink-hued-

Blood orange sprays lit by the sun

Against a sky awakened

Bright at midday facing upward

Piercing ice blue air

Erasing time while marking it.

I am the obelisk at noon

And reflect the eve’s escaping light

Back to night…

Exchanging wisdom for delight,

As the Book of Dreams falls closed.