One Small Day
Dawn is the creamy yolk of hope
before the tell all fumes of sunrise
waft into your dreams.
Midday is an eager madness
racing to complete, attain.
And dusk is the pale,
dusty midnight hue of
a sullen peace that overides
the frenzy of the sunlit day.
The moon then rises, a peaceful
conqueror, a steady reminder
of day's bright goodness and
night's ceaseless and quiet mercy.
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