Twixt Dream and Awake
Sol shines as a ball of flame
that's unbelievably bright.
And pierces sleepy eyelids
with His early morning light.
Somewhere, twixt dream and awake,
Reality jumps off track.
And light rays paint colored dots,
onto fields of ebon black.
Sleep slips out of fantasy,
witnessing the Sun's rebirth.
And as time's held motionless,
Sol gilds the rim of the Earth.
Night retreats as Sol rises,
and the day starts to unwind.
Yet, I'm forced to look away,
for Sol's radiance can blind.
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