The Dream
As morning dawns upon the bight,
And illuminates the sea,
Awake, awake to dawns first light.
A haze upon the head alight,
Clouding out all memory,
As light of day overcame the night.
Impossible it is to write
All that the mind did see,
When you awake to dawns first light.
The vaguest sense that all was right
In those last moments of lethargy,
As light of day overcame the night.
When all seemed lost in evil plight,
Or drowned in heavenly ecstasy,
As you awake to dawns first light.
The pieces of the puzzle briefly unite,
Then are scattered off spontaneously,
As light of day overcomes the night.
Awake, awake to dawns first light.
Copyright © Adeline Nicholson | Year Posted 2014
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