Segue

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Morning cliuds over Hagers


day light shifts from bright to dim
without an edge, it’s all interim,
no borderline from wide to slim

the sun comes up an orange blaze
shadows gone in wild displays
no boundary is in any gaze

when life from bud to apple goes
and succulence and color grows
earth is slowly, smoothly changing pose

breath is one in respiration
there are no halts, no hesitations 
as any halt would mean cessation

birth moves on to what comes next
years tick off from more to less,
what follows then requires a guess
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Jim Culleny
4/8/16