This is no abrupt revolution,
This sloping into the almost imperceptible start of a one quarter turn: a mere bend, a gentle rotation, a junction, a re-alignment to the axis.
But there is no reversing this subtle shift, this slow inexorable beginning of the journey into the dark, the breach and the destruction.
And the circular paradox: the easy glide into narrow distressfulness, the fading light shines on what was and illuminates the hope of what will be,
From first light to full darkness and back again.
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