Light Gathered

It is called Sunset
only when the last sliver dips below the horizon

Then, twilight—
The long drain off of light.

Dusk
comes only at His behest,
the very last touch.

A long night will pass
like seeds waiting to shoot up from the ground.

Dawn, too,
begins only at His call–
when the earliest light touches the sky.

Again, then twilight,
as color gathers before the sun.

It is called Sunrise
only when you see the first sliver, awash.

Like light gathered together on the Peak,
full glory takes a long time.

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