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Dawn
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to the person i care about Do you know
How empty the light is
When it doesn't illuminate
What most you wish to see?
Alone by the stillness of the air
By the crisp clarity that cuts
To objection
This is such a succinct and
This is such a succinct and poignant statement of a universal feeling that, I think, many experience but few can articulate---epsecially as well as you have articulated it here. I remember experiencing that same shocking emotion in early 1978, when, for the first time in my immaturity, the light was emptied of illumination of that which I most wanted to see. I can remember that experience as if it happened yesterday. But I have never seen it expressed so poetically until in this poem today, this poem to which random browsing brought me. I applaud your accomplishment here.
Starward
I have to answer this with a
I have to answer this with a Resounding Yes !
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces