THE LIGHT OF DAY

Yes,
you can
remain within,
and curse the darkness,
well before
the black rain storm
or the night
begins.

on days like these,
with their dim,
oblique-hung sun,
which, if it shines at all,
does so intermittently,
in stingy sparseness,
even in the dwindling few
of brighter hours
that bracket noon. . .

But,
only when
you face your fear
and don whatever sort of gear
you need
your body-mind to steel and harness,
and go outside,
step forth,
and dare to forge
a bold and brand-new way,
will you ever see the light of day.

And so,
it’s best you get out soon,
ere clock has ticked
and sun has sunk
and night has come
to have its sway.

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