Sunrise on the Vulcan 09-02

First light of sunrise, on an early Sept morn.
The world starts to glow, as the new day is born.
The air is still cool, from the dark of the night.
Warming ever slightly, with each bit of light.
 Sunrise 09-02

The battle eternal, between evening and day.
Never ending, ever ceasing, never going away.
But it is at these times, as the day finds it's start.
One lost old fool, finds some warmth for his heart.
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All images and poems are Copyright 1999 Anthony V. Seo