There are two dawns.
The first is the illusion of light
the hovers just out of sight
below the horizon,
then seeps across the windowsill
just below the shades that are drawn
against the fearful dark of night.
This dawn is mere reflection
of a sun not yet arisen.
It fools a few to rise before time
and spend their first awakened breath
on false confusion.
The second dawn comes so fast
as sun above the earth does blast
light so fierce, so bright, so new
a second awakening begins anew.
Finally, the day has come on a run
beyond past horizons from dark despair
to fill our days with the light to see
a new day, a new way, a new clarity
where thoughts can follow truth more easily.
The sun is rising and darkness is gone
as patiently we wait for night to move on
and hide once again below the horizon.
This is the only the beginning of a new day.
We eagerly wait to see what it will bring;
what discoveries await newly opened eyes,
and which new vision will make hearts sing
as night fades from sight.
Then we can dance free from fear
in dawn’s early light
to anthems songbirds only sing
once daylight has suffused
every blade of grass and bead of water,
and we are no longer so confused.
annarino writes 