Thursday, November 9, 2023

Before the dark, a dawn

My cherry tree again, her flaming branches 
Echoing the crescendo of colors 
 In the sky above my neighbor’s farm: 
My heart soars with the beauty of the dawn, 
Whose glorious colors now, just moments later, 
Have faded back to gray; 
Now falls the rain. 
Today, instead of “darkest before the dawn,”
We seem to have dawnest before the dark…

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