At horizon, light

Pale light at dawn

doesn't give answers

to the questions

of the night.

It asks questions of its own,

of cold frost

briefly glimmering

in the Sun's rays

after bringing death

to the last flowers.

The dark roads of the night

are now gone,

the roads of the day awash with light

and the paths taken under stars

beyond reach

until darkness falls again.

14.03.2013