Sunday, May 8, 2016

Poetry: Dawn and Dusk

Carmine
Rising from the ashes of the night

Cyan
Sinking away with the weight of the day

Both so similar in appearance
The transitions from the extremes of light

Two sides of one coin
One viewed more often
Worn with use
Which is more valuable?

One is precious and rare
Adding hope to the day
Reminding of the journey not yet made
One is halcyon
Full of memories
Experiences forgotten in dimming glow

Their colors swirl together
They are the same
The time of transition is identical
But it never feels that way

Look at the light now
Moving from darkness to light
Moving from day to night
They stand on opposite shores
In parallel

No, they aren't the same
But they understand each other
As only they could

Glance once more
They fade away
The happy medium
Falling to give way

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