A New Dawn

jppenciljoe (25)in #poetry • 6 years ago

The morning grass is wet with dew,
The east aflame with a glorious golden hue.
The scent of the earth fills the air,
Perfuming it with fragrance soft and rare.

The whole world holds its breath,
Awed as though in the presence of death.
The sense of holiness dwells a moment longer,
The light in the east grows a little stronger.

The swiftly, silently the distant horizon
Bursts the glory of the morning sun,
Flooding the world with its daily cares,
Bringing a bright brilliance to mature's dress

The breath the world held for the dawn,
The silent stillness all has gone.
The sleepy creatures of the world awake
To greet the glory of daybreak,
all chirping, chattering, happy and gay,
Saluting the birth of another day.

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