Shadows of Night
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I greet each scarlet dawn
with its promise of renewal
as if it was the first
or the last,
ever to be enjoyed.
The stuff of dreams,
hope gets renewed
with the rebirth of light.
And that first spectacular beam
paints a magnificent fresco
upon the fresh clay of a new day.
And soon, Sol rises
like a hot, torrid lover,
alive in body, mind, and soul.
And putting all of His heart
into His art,
he sculpts a unique day
from the dregs of darkness.
And sketched in pencil grey
the day gets inked,
as color bleeds
from the shadows of night.
(Free Verse)
04/19/2020
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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