Each tiny bit of draft and color
Across the roll and drag of each day
Each piece of light and consistency
Brings with it the completeness of the sky.
Dawn or dusk can be seen through the pair of eyes,
With a brightness or darkness they have known,
Each peeling away to standard
And seeing the aftermath it’s grown.
Light brings colors, reflected against morning,
Brought into the dew and mist,
Packed against the earth whose seeming
To stay the same, but brings the rainbow of lights to the scene.
Ralph Peck
Photography by :Marla Bolton
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