It's a haiku. I promised myself I would not do a haiku, because I am bad at them, and it seems like mega-cheating to use a form which is technically easy but actually very difficult (and in which I am unable to distinguish good poetry from bad). So I have absolutely no right whatsoever to pretend to write a haiku, but it's already quite late and I have to get up early tomorrow. Sorry. I promise some terza rima or a villanelle tomorrow to make up for it.
Light from the heavens:
for an instant, it is day
before the sky shatters.
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