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Rising this morning
to gathering dawn
rather than
pitch darkness
Return to Standard Time
Rising this morning
to gathering dawn
rather than
pitch darkness
Awake before dawn this morning, this fleeting occurrence immediately began to form a poem in my mind. I captured it before it could fade as a gift to you.
Ephemera
~~~by Joanne Corey
this morning
rubbing sleep from
my eyes
points of light
appear
purple
white
yellow
orange
arranged in
momentary
constellations of
tropical flowers
pure gift of
Hawai’i