Earth's easy rotation
Is an orchestral resolve
Every moment
Timidly edging toward
Eternity
Each day a resurgence
Of newness, at the
Outer arc its orbit
Pushes these tensioneers
Into collapse
Gasping at the radiance
Of stellar sattelites
Now clearly seen
Now obscured by clouds
Now obscured by design yet
Ever-present, fixed.
--mja
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