During the day in our atmosphere
the black of space turns blue
-small white clouds drift overhead
Some afternoons in our hemisphere
our side of the world turns away from our single sun
turning bright white light into layers of orange and yellow
During the night, our planet turns completely into dark
harsh sunlight is replaced with the muted colors of our
solitary moon, sometimes a crescent, sometimes perfectly round
What sounds mundane is often beautiful
the repetition of the cycles diminishes
nothing
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