first
sun thru the trees
coming
up like an eye
starting
to focus
the
process seems deceptively simple
with
only minor adjustments
but
you've been fooled so many times
from
the valleys and foothills
of
hardwood pennsylvania
to
rubber forests in thailand
cold
straight tamarack
through
the lake country
minnesota
to the laurentides
of
quebec
late
risers from the san juan peaks
to
the shadows of painted walls
on
the gunnison
the
high desert
is
always lonely
just
before daybreak
even
the oceans
tremble
in the moment
holding
on
with
ephemeral hand
i
see in each fleeting instant
a rising sun
---
e b bortz
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