We arise because we are woken,
And wake only once we’ve broken
The enchantment of beloved dreams,
And time found afterwards to bear the
Implications cannot hope to compensate
For that lost earlier interpreting the themes.
Bussed into the almighty open
Spaces of the north in order for
Their warmth to have significance,
And left with the realization that here
Are the images that make our nighttime
More tolerable beyond the colder moments.
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