Phase of Light
Within the air, sympathetic to the clouds
A phase of light beamed out from the dark shadows
Swirling by brightly coming out of the shroud
In a circular motion the light endows
The fog of the dawn slips into the night still
There is some great cold air, there is quite a chill
The over churned light brightens the vast darkness
Moving blindly through the dark fog one must pass
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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