Nocturne
Nocturne
When the evening dawns before the morning star has settled and
telescopes are bent on insight mirroring the dark side of the moon
where scorched lenses dangle from molten lightning’s focus clear in dusk
of stars behind the prisms of reflection condensed into sleep’s night
The time-place has arrived to shed the tombs of inner refuge’s prison
to harvest deluge from inundated waters and lure the sun
enchant the story of narration in poetry and view the light where it belongs
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