I Die

April 7, 2011
Shall I weep
when the sun rises
in the night sky?

Shall I cry
when the night
fades to breathing day?

Shall I mourn
the brightness of the world
when longing shadows
do I crave?

No, no weeping
or crying
or mourning
the break of day.

It peaks, rising
higher in the sky.
I smile, then I die

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