above all of this
dawn is one ongoing phenomenon
I saw it
from airplane windows
as salmon honey spilled
over a cloud meadow
–
looking down at Earth
where night and day
are considered
separate ephemera
I saw clearly we
have always been on
the precipice of darkness
always at morning’s door
–
I do not say the world
is ending or a new world
is being born out
of despair or hope
just the truth
of immutable revolutions
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