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The Break of Dawn

I woke up at the break of dawn,
with the feeling that all hope is gone,
I was not sure where to begin,
but I was determined to win.

No dazzling stars,
no visible  moonlight,
no chirping birds, 
to tease my empty words.

I walked through the door with a subtle grin,
nursing bruises all over my skin.
I tried to escape yesterday’s punishment,
and saturate my mind with hope and fulfillment.

Walking down the dark empty street,
a cab stopped  exactly at my feet,
I hired him to take me to the mountains,
to breath out the stagnant air
and repair my body’s wear and tear.

His grouchy voice thundered through my ears,
he spoke with a strange accent that I could hardly hear,
It passes through one ear, and suddenly disappears.

We journeyed through sleeping towns,
they stared at us without a sound,	  
steep hills and rocky path,
bending streets and winding roads
dumping my burdensome loads.

He made a sudden turn,
and I felt a sensational yearn
spilling over in my soul.
Mother nature bursts from the horizon
and filled my heart with glad tidings.

Layers of mountains blink at me,
taking me up and down the gigantic tree
guiding me to my  unseen dreams,
while patches of green and sun burnt grass
prepare the city for the morning mass.

I saw her bursting through the thick grey clouds,
and I stopped the car and spoke to her aloud,
I climb on top of a nearby rock,
and reached towards her and interlock.
I was just in time for the meeting,
Oh how my soul yearns for this healing.

Mother nature looked at me with a grin
she shook my hand, 
and said, “where shall we begin?”
I lamented the troubles of my piercing heart,
and requested for a balance start.

What took you so long?
I know that you have been hurting all along,
and  I have been waiting for you to prove them wrong.
“Worry no more,
I am going to fulfill the desires of your burning soul,
look around and tell me what you see,
observe carefully and you will agree.

Let me ignite your body and soul, 
and sooth the sorrows  that you bore,
sleepless nights,
daily fights,
unfair treatment,
and treacherous  lies.

The meeting came to an end,
and I felt free again,
the peshmerga drove up the  steep hill
and greeted me with goodwill 
Dawn fully broke out into broad day light,
and filled my soul with joy and delight.

©2013 Christine Phillips

Copyright © Christine Phillips

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  1. Date: 6/28/2013 2:26:00 PM

  1. Date: 6/10/2013 10:49:00 AM
    There's something about nature, that calming effect; and your poetry has it too. Wonderful read!

  1. Date: 5/14/2013 2:06:00 PM
    Love this Christine, wonderful journey, wonderful poetry...

  1. Date: 5/6/2013 3:55:00 PM
    A great poem and wonderful journey. Glad to have taken it with you.

  1. Date: 5/4/2013 1:44:00 PM
    An absolutely inspiring write Christine, either God , or Nature, if we are listening when they speak, the experience is astounding, very nicely done, blessings, Carl

    Phillips Avatar Christine Phillips
    Date: 5/4/2013 2:10:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you and may god bless your soul too.
  1. Date: 5/3/2013 11:56:00 PM
    it sounds like you had an incredible experience here. This is the kind of thing I usually only imagine for a write such as this one, but I get the feeling you actually lived this experience. Did you? Awesome.

    Phillips Avatar Christine Phillips
    Date: 5/4/2013 12:42:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hi Andrea, I have tavelled to many different countries and most of my poems evolves out of true life expereinces.Those told in the first person are exact and true. Those told in the second and thrid person are about other people and sitiations. At the break of Dawn was writen on the date indicated out of a real expereince. Not an imagined one...just as the story is more no less.
  1. Date: 5/3/2013 9:53:00 PM
    Hi Christine, i was closing my computer for the night, i read your name on my poetry page, and straight away i went to visit you, you have no idea how peaceful i felt after reading your poem, so flowing the phrases are, so deep from your heart, so beautiful to read your depth, and sadness of your pain. Very very nicely writ. Much love Terry xoxo One of my Fav. Good night.

  1. Date: 5/3/2013 4:57:00 PM
    another journey till the door is opened and the body filled with delight, future bright is here willed ....

  1. Date: 5/3/2013 2:49:00 PM
    I think Mother Nature heals our body and soul. A delightful poem Christine. love phyl

  1. Date: 5/3/2013 2:04:00 PM
    Well, each day is a pearl in our neclace of life and each pearl is as necessary as any other! Wonderful poetic expressions! When the heart speaks reason has to listen!Excellent work!

  1. Date: 5/3/2013 12:02:00 PM
    I loved this journey to visit with Mother Nature. We all need it so desperaetly, sometimes. Thanks for stopping by my page. Your comment meant a lot. SuZ

  1. Date: 5/3/2013 12:02:00 PM
    This is a lovely poem, Christine. Yes...nature is healing for the body and soul! Glad you appreciate all the beauty God has created for us. Thank you for your lovely visit.