honeycomb dawns
em = By Phil McManus
below the eastern horizon,
beyond the darkest hour
that seems to last forever,
the dawn of the glorious revolution
is a yellow balloon
chained by yesterday's ideas.
there are many dawns like honeycomb,
golden hexagonals from within the darkness,
not beyond.
these dawns are magic little changes,
visible only to people who've learned
to count past one