Day 240: A New Day
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it is without effort
that the sun makes a new day.
he comes round the edge of the world
like a nonchalant traveler
on an overrun route.
and we,
who strain in our miles
and course in conundrum,
might be lost completely
if not for his rising.
so light the path:
that long-drawn shadows
no longer shape monsters
in our way,
but give way,
and fade away,
like fallen leaves in autumn.
then come,
after all that dark and absent winter,
where still the soul sat in her ice-cold hold,
and draw out buds
on the branch left behind.
shine
with your facile heat
and careless glare,
and look,
as a new day of green
comes upon us.
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