With one foot in dawn and one in dusk

I saw a rainbow yesterday,
One side was leaning towards day,
The other towards night,
And in between:
A span of melting colors
Peaking into the vastness of sky.
We humans are like that;
With one foot in dawn
And on in dusk, but always,
Always reaching for that great

Dawn’s restless hunger

The sun departs over purpled shores.
Creation’s stillness breeds the first word
Of dawn’s restless hunger.
A journey begun in the dark,
Roadless and strange in the sun’s shadows
Around the revolving light of life’s beating core,
Peaks on a summer’s day
A’churning a white-painted lighthouse.