-{ Wake }-

This night-lit daytime
Watching the sun wake up
Stretching dim rays across frozen land
In hope of warmth that never quite is

Burnt seanna color takes over the horizon
But can't quite conquer all that icey azure
As it melts to bright white in its wake
Causing eyes to divert to shadows

And we keep on moving beneath the effort
Of a tired sun with a set routine

-{ Alphabetical }-  |  -{ Chronological }-