A new day is dawning
On a planet cold and bare -
Dark clouds that blocked my view
Part, burnt by golden glare.
A new sun is rising
In a sky born blue at last
Saved from bleak obscurity
That abounded in its past.
A new ocean is forming
Where was only ice floe
And the coldness recedes
As warm winds start to blow.
A new land is waking
From a slumber aeons old
Beating out the feelings,
Coming in from the cold.
A new mountain is standing
In dawn's melodic light -
Removed, at last, from the pall
That hung through endless night.
And new plants are growing
Where earlier were none
And more animals walking
Than e'er seen 'neath our sun.
A new world is beckoning
To this new, free heart of mine.
Held enthralled, I seem to be,
Suspended here in time.
A new life is being lived
And new feelings awoken,
Goodness and love exist,
Tho' not one word is spoken.
And now my view closes up
And I see my own bright day;
Hand in hand we go along,
Together, quiet, on our way.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Daybreak
Posted by Oneiric at 12:57 PM
Labels: Ancient Stuff
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