The Dawn Arises
From the moment we wake up, the clock rules our day.
For without it, we might miss something important.
He walked the streets, never knowing what hour it was.
Searching the horizons of life, seeking its meaning.
Then finding it at last, in the emerald eyes of the dawn!
the dawn arises
like the blind seeing again
the beauty of life
date:7/2/19
contest:Hey, Write A Happy Haibun Poetry contest
sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Copyright © Meru Groen | Year Posted 2019
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