the black of night at break of day
is shattered by the dawn
to thousand shards the earth upon!
strange creatures scattering away,

who seek out refuge from the sun
by hiding 'neath the trees,
a game of tag they play with ease!
'til evening melt them into one

again.  and shadows turn to night,
and broken bits of shade
are seamless in the sky displayed!
at least 'til comes the morning light.