Perhaps Today - Poem

Lawrence Hall
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Perhaps Today…

The sun appears each dawn, predictably
In its accustomed cosmic liturgy
Arising from the baptism of the night
The sins of yesterday now washed away

It smiles upon all earthbound penitents
And sings a morning hymn of sacraments
For now a theme, a dream, to dance as light
Thin filaments of air, soft-sighing there

Are teasingly presented, and then – withdrawn:
Another night of feverish, ragged sleep