I awoke to find the morning taken,
plunged back into winter, so close to spring;
the full moon perching on the sky,
veiled in clouds, lofty and aloof.
I had to leave home, alone and cold,
headlights clearing just enough space
to pass—on time—through the darkness.
Who stole my sunshine and gave it to the night???
… but not so very great a crime.
You have been pardoned death-worthy sins.
Be patient then, and let the days go by.
Soon, the dawn will shine on time again.