"Heaven has a road, but no one travels it; Hell has no gate, but men will bore through to get there."

Thursday, January 24, 2013

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.

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