As if the light…
As if
the light
has turned,
inside
and out,
the stars
have become birds,
in wings
upon the morning,
skies of rising
daylight blue,
and midnight
in constellations,
have become
tear drops
of frozen sunlight,
caught forevermore,
in the early
morning dew.
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