Morning Shadows - Cass McCombs

Plodding morning shadows

Blanket the cracks

Along the patio

Droplets fall

Into tiny pools

That brighten with

The white light of renewal

As one memory eludes me

Another consumes me

A pane of glass

Fogged by nostrils

Keeping me at bay

From a world less hostile

The world is so vain and uncertain

A death in the family and I’m in love again

New day

New day

New day

New day

Melting frost

On the juniper

Greyness evolves

Into a spectrum of color