diptych (tanka)

Emerald luster
fades as each new year passes.
Will it shine again?
I look out as dawn reveals
the trees, and I'm not so sure. 

The moon is always 
there, concealed by the sun's light. 
More patient than me. 
What else might we find, patient,
waiting for the light to dim? 

Author: Krumholz

Dreams are messages from the deep.

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