of Poetry, Images & Imagination

Waiting for the sunrise

grasping-the-sun.

Waiting for the sun to rise

upon a brand new day

The dusk that closed the day before

Seemed so far away.

Every morning opens with

With hopeful new day shine

But the Darkness of the day before

is never far behind.

Some will live in shadows

as night cradles them to sleep.

Some run terrified of dark

and burn up in the sun ray’s heat.

The new day would be blinded by

The hope of rays that are cast

life is shaped with out lines

with dark colors of our past

I’m Ready for the sun to rise

To eclipse the sleepy nights

and keep my shadow as reminder

as I head out into the light

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