EMBRACE THE DAWN

The night was fading with the clock

Culling lighter shades of peat;

And I, witness to this unfolding…

My wishful dreams of yester night

Smothered by the load of care

Caused to defer my morning brew

So the pulse of dawn I chose to ride

Dusting flakes from yawning eyes.

Then through the veil came morning rays

My listless being promptly aroused….

Onto the window scuttled I

And there beheld the face of beauty-

Radiant, ethereal – love supreme….

Renderings of an almighty hand.

Alas my lease of life restored

The ancient mystery yet confirms

Another cycle of dream-time lore

As in slumbering death duly tromped

By the birth of the rising sun.

By

Hope Kalé Ewusi ©