Where Dawn's First Rays Meet the Bright of Morrows

Where Dawn's First Rays Meet The Bright Of Morrows Where dawn's first rays meet the bright of morrows mother earth and sun's massive power meets. Days promise oft erase night's great sorrows as Nature and man wake and rise to greet. Streams, fields and bright meadows stir to inspire sons of men, their imaginative ways. Mere wild brutes before blessed gift of fire huddling in nights of fear, awaiting day. Arrogance came as Nature was subdued with such power came again, dark they fear. As their fear returned, Nature was renewed Heavens glowed and shed not a single tear. As twilight yields to the falling of bright Man remembers what lurks in dark of night. Robert J. Lindley, 2-01-2018 Sonnet, ( What lurks in dark of night )