Pale yellow new-day

Dawning behind black trees,

A sunset in reverse.

Promise of today,

Seeping through the leaves,

Breaks the evening’s curse.

The sun, unseen, affects this change

With the light that it supplies.

The moon, suspended, in the West

Watches as the darkness dies.

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