Daybreak

 

Daybreak

 

Hopes sown out of season cling

Like bulbs in frozen ground

To aspirations of Spring

 

Yet Summer’s decadence cannot abate

Autumnal declines and long winters bound

To negate

 

Just as the Sun with Sisyphus’ might

Presses up and across the horizon

Before sliding into night

 

That which remains must evolve

Change displaces but also enlivens

Those who spring with new resolve

 

-James B. Moog