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
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