Dawn

Memories of death and dark eminence The long sleep, lingering last enemy The coldest, lifeless, breathless silence Ensues and consumes an eternity. But hark, then slowly, after sightless sighs The invisible and subtly faceless hides Like 0 becoming 0.1 and then 0.3 Our own hero, here for thee Distant in the deep, heralded by birds wee sweet blue light seeps into the sky. All is cleansed, to begin again Reason returns, an ember burns And then when fanned into a flame His colors increase, the mystery ceased, And let light linger from the East, It comes glorious, gentle, and glistening, All heaven and earth is now listening. For Lo: Apollo knows what follows, As the ancients scry, angels prophesy Cockerels cry, until nigh the black bids “bye bye.” Just as night is the mother of day Never lost along the way The pendulum swings, the trees sing and sway. After long drawn shock and sorrow Dawn has taken the time in the morrow.