A Slow Day Rising

Punxsutawney Phil
didn’t see his shadow
and still the sun
is slow in rising this morning.

A late night perhaps?  Could be
after four and a half billion years
of brilliant heat and light
the doldrums have set in.

The air is warm(er) —
Most anything would be
after that brutal last week–
but the horizon is noncommittal.

I see no promise
of improvement.
Everything seems geared
for winter… cold and dark.

And yet, something
will happen to make this day
a day to remember.
Set your sights high.

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