Early in the morning I left the camera at the beach. It was an almost visceral dawn shreds. Life recently beat out over San Lorenzo. Somewhat later, in the quiet of the ride, I put foot to the image.
Perhaps the only certainty on whether the light
awakening.
But on these mornings when the sky
raw dawn
affirm the eyes in the land
like docile
as if it were eternal.
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