eric sundin

Raises morning’s curtain
upon sunrise infused sky
Less bemused than certain
humans get scurrying, why?

How to discern when mired in a muddle
as distant planets coldly align?
Dreams fill oceans, insight the mere puddle:
don’t expect our days warmly benign

Lowers evening’s curtain on sunset infused sky
gone forever another scurrying day, why?

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