steady as she goes

the morning upturns me
the edges of stratus clouds
the colors of harvest
streaks of apricot
and cranberry like her lips

we were never intended
for longevity and constancy
our weave was not threaded
with such riches
each uncharted day we had

but when I rise
after sleep eludes me
to watch the splitting of the sky
and the day’s first rays
my feet are reminded
that was not my path to walk


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