Awaken, in the dawning, in the skies,
Night embers, like breakers on the shore,
Sets the vault ablaze in sparks of light,
In fiery hues, in hope, in love, arise.
Even as eyes of beast and eyes of kin,
Rest, oblivious to the grandeur vision,
While with the breeze and upon the dew,
Light mists shapes in auroral baptism.
Breeze finds song in the ebbing eventide,
As forms find life and limbs find sod,
And the light is caught by sight and soul,
Awash in warmth the night had once denied.
2 comments:
Just saw this poem during Holy Week - a lovely reminder of Easter. May God bless your poetry and all who read it.
Thank you kindly...and you as well.
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