Dawn
Dawn
To the most ardent hours beholding peace
Plodding through the wild night of unease
Finally meets the creases of spark
Shining through the bulky layers of dark...
The hour withholds the music of eternity
Encompassing the silence of infinity
Wide eyes watching the sky giving birth
Witnessing these hours have always been worth...
These hours enticing a steady pause
Quite stands firm on its cause
Showcasing the steadiness in its beauty
Withstanding its inevitable duty...
Man, Perhaps walks through a similar play
Entangled into chaotic cycles of the day
He awaits a dawn of serenity
An hour of pure amenity...
~Akshaya
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