Dawn...

..and the empty sun
rose above the horizon,
to find an empty world,
empty of reason.

Morality itself
was out of season.

Even the swish of its rays
as it swept along the grassy plains
chasing away the darkness,
was muted in enthusiasm.

For the sun felt that
on this day,
the mere presence of it's light
simply would not make the world bright
or clear away the remains
of a shadowy night.