foreboding

when I don’t see you I live as if blind
without light   without colors
oh dearest clarity   you are my dawn
the quadrant of my every hour
the dusk of all my days
my restless moon    the star
that guides me on the path to joy
when I see you  you dazzle me
like that diurnal light
that shamelessly strips away
arrays of ruddy clouds
in summer’s early morning
but not seeing you  I’ll live as if blind
without light    without colors

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

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