Angel of Dawn
O' the angel of dawn! Hold my hand
And as you rise, embrace my ailing heart
To shield it from the grave sight
of the well-lit moon melting into drops
Of dew when the burning sun is born
In the heart of the diseased sky
That loses the beads of twinkling stars
And adornment on the forehead of night's bride
O' the angel of dawn! Embrace my eyes
And as you rise, usher me to the world of trance
Where there lies a million such beads
On the forehead of the blooming sky
Born out of the ashes of the gleaming sun
When the twilight breaks the era of blinding morn
Erase the dreams to awaken my soul
When the angel of sundown is born
Copyright © Susmita Das | Year Posted 2014
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