This is great.

This bit

How somber is the realization that the journey from mild fascination through deep yearning must end in harrowing contemplative reflection

sums the whole poem up for me, but I had to read the poem a couple times to understand the statement.

I'm wondering about the non-conformity of not offering comfort. It seems the dawn's coming conforms with a lack of comfort in that the day begins again like any other, relentlessly.