Morning Vision's Sound

When dawn arrives, as the day’s sun ascends The blackened sky reveals new colors; bright The passing of the moon, surreal event A beautiful scene; the sun offers light My eyes, they squint now seeing the new sun As the fire burns on ascent in the east The sight, the beauty of the horizon Allows the want in my eyes, a true feast My heart, it skips joyfully in response It beats a sounding percussion of dream As I make my way to become ensconced As the voice in my soul lets out its scream A true rejuvenation of spirit As I am the only one to hear it