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Awaiting Dawn

The heat of today, Shall vanish, as the day ends; Coolness shall return. · Coolness shall return, On shoulders of tomorrow: While night exhales dawn. · While night exhales dawn, Breath on invisible wings; Discharges fresh air. · Discharges fresh air, The lungs of the forest breathes; Scorching regions praise. · Scorching regions praise, The arrival of coolness, Their faith awaits dawn.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/21/2009 11:39:00 AM
This poem captures just what I have been feeling as the heat of the day gives way to a welcome evening coolness! I always enjoy reading and experiencing your poems. Krista
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Date: 7/10/2009 11:12:00 AM
A new favourite of mine Loved it ... Jayne x
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Date: 6/29/2009 4:21:00 PM
Absolutely- Kudos, Poet!! poet butterfly
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Date: 6/29/2009 8:22:00 AM
Quite beautiful Raul.One to re-read in my favourites Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 6/29/2009 3:30:00 AM
your friend Ruben here below left me breathless:) and so did this poem---heat of the day-coolness to follow,night exhales dawn,their faith awaits dawn-their beautiful dawn--your writes are magic-you aren't just a master of Haikus ,you 're the king of all----charma
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Date: 6/28/2009 9:20:00 PM
truly beautiful, Raul, jim
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Date: 6/28/2009 8:32:00 PM
I love this one. It's going to my favs. You have painted a Beautiful picture. Keep up the wonderful writing. Lots of Love, Misty
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Date: 6/28/2009 4:28:00 PM
Breathtaking and beautiful, and just what I needed today. It is scorching here...and yes..you did remind me that the coolness shall return! Lovely lovely, choka!!
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Date: 6/28/2009 2:45:00 PM
Very nice choka, Raul. You have a gift for painting images of naure.
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Date: 6/28/2009 2:05:00 PM
Raul, where did you find the inspiration behind this classic write, Wow - you have asceneded higher in my eyes now. Your poems are always presented with dressage, uniformity and the pristine look of a soldier on parade>>James
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