Morning and Night

Can Morning forget the violence of the Night?

For gentle dew to replace emboldened strikes

that a bird's song answers echoed screams

and glittering haze overtakes peppered smoke

Does Night whisper through the day

found in streams of pressure

empty gallons

torn paper

discarded masks

shattered glass

That Night's boned fingers

grasping

clawing

scratching the surface of a past

carefully hidden

bleeds through pristine learned pages

to words unspoken

bandages wrapped

milk poured

least the wound bring feared change

the silvered light, a true new Morning

true dawn bursting forth in honest reconciliation

not forgetting

not forgiving

but forward

Morning and Night

pushing

but can Morning further meaning of Night