"briefly"

 

 

Morning’s borrowed light
slides in unasked,
a soft spill across the floorboards,
easy as breath on a cool pane.

 

Mourning’s borrowed light
comes barrowed in,
uncasked from whatever vessel
kept it sealed till now—

 

a gentle run that steadies

 

over the greaves the heart still wears
for the one who grieves,
a release that settles the chest,
making the weight briefly workable.

 

 

 

 

 

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