A New Day

A New Day I have seen flies shake wings on top of a cistern’s lid I have broken gossamer looking like angelic mist and millions of costly pearls glittering in the field I have seen delicate green bushes spun by clouds greeting the dawn, when my dog overawed by this beauty was silent. Life has many changes and surprises I look out of the window in a high-rise flat, I see early morning cars float on diesel-shining asphalt, killing rainbows The sun, still beyond the horizon, but lit up the sky where clouds open up like theatrical curtains, shows me, blue heaven as a new day begins.