Dawn
When dawn outlines the horizon,
with its' hazy line,
the light of thought
returns....
and the deception
of the dream world
that overflows the night
with dusty vision,
returns to the shadow land,
and the sounds of the world
blend neatly into its' sockets.
Copyright © Kathryn Sweeney | Year Posted 2018
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