Morning is clouds and mist,
pale and gray and bleak and cold,
but it's a long, long morning
after a long, long winter,
and pale and gray light,
and bleak and cold landscape
better than darkness craddling
the frail hours of a dim day
late born, early gone.
29.03.2025
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