Wednesday, September 21, 2022


 A Narrowing

The break of dawn is a narrowing

Of perception.  All that remains

Of the firmament are a couple of stars

And a chalked wisp of moon

By noon there’s just too much light

And the universe hides. This small

place, which isn’t even a star to 

Anyone else in the rest of the cosmos,

Becomes, for us, the entirety.

This world becomes enough

Love is the light that makes

Just one person enough 

The higher the apex of its sun

The less it seems that anything

Else could ever so shine

And the more singular is this universe 


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