Sun climbs
Soft bright
Daylight
Cuts the dark
I wake
I breathe
I spark
The moving hours
Clouds drift
Minds lift
Time shifts
Under sight
I walk
I watch
I hold
The turning light
Moon rises
Star prizes
Dark disguises
Every thought
I drift
I dive
I catch
The quiet caught
Good morning
New fire
Good night
Old choir
Both ends
Of the wire
Sing through
My life’s
Entire
Flight
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