With such short days, sometimes the dawn
Is a silver coin of moon instead of the sun.
It is the misty blue hour
Of moon rising
When all seems possible
As a heron skims across life’s surface.
It brings to mind a lovely verse written by Rumi:
“Some nights stay up till dawn,
as the moon sometimes does for the sun.
Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way
of a well, then lifted out into light.”
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