Sun and Shadow

it is addressed thusly:
An ode.
it reads:
When the summer rain came
And I was the darkling cloud
With bluster bold and loud
The end to make declaim
You were the dawn hinting
On the east's slight surmise
A twinkle of hope, glinting
In the time of sunrise;

When the winter was a pall
Of gray, hung funerary
You were the gathering, very
Anticipating the end of all
But then I was the noonday
Breaking winter, making done
With a hope less white than gray
- look on high and carry on.

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