At First Light

by on March 7th, 2015
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Stillness brings them.
Appearing from night’s blanket
as if through earth’s cracks.
They seek coolness
at the dawn of morn.

Sporting the rack of age,
he leads them to water.
His future rival,
sprouting the points of youth,
stands gazing from the wood.


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