Sunrise
is ever-shining,
as the dawn breaks
into pieces of imprecision;
beams of brilliance,
as it scatters away the shadow
of the fleeting night.
But it is not the music of escape
that echoes in my ears;
In this moment
it is a welcoming sort of song
of daylight
drawing near.
O, even with the surrender of the stars
I smile,
to have the darkness drowned
And the sunlight’s kiss
like foremost breath
is one like no other;
it is a swish of sound
after a prolonged silent suffering;
a second of sight
when all is blind and broken;
a short-lived scent
a field of the fairest flowers;
a transitory taste
yet so tantalizing to the tongue;
a trivial touch
which breaks the walls
of this cold, uncaring heart;
And all is at once
found;
as I smile to see
the sunrise
ever-shining
in your eyes. |