IN THE INKY BLACKNESS OF EARLY MORN
I AWAIT THE LIGHT OF THIS DAYS DAWN.
TO FALL APON MY UPTURNED FACE
AND WITH ITS WARMTH MY SOUL EMBRACE.
MY NEW BEGINNING SLATE SWEPT CLEAN
FUTURES VISION MY ETERNAL DREAM
TO STEP IN PACE WITH THE MOVING SKY
THE PATH IS LIT FOR THINE SIMPLE EYE.
DUSK APPROACHES THE SETTING SUN
THE DAYS END, TIME IS NOW DONE.
AGAIN I AWAIT A NEW DAYS LIGHT
TO RECTIFY WRONGS, TO PURSUE RIGHT.
QJD – 2007
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