To shed light we burn
as the day ages
our shadows grow thin
night is in us
ancient rhythms
rain staggering
across open veld
at noon alone
with ourselves
the day subsides
light starts slowly
to fade from the sun
it
cannot tell us
of evenings
absences of light
our shadows
reaching out to sing
reaching longer
and further
till the song
is the darkness
and we shed our light
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