I have been carried over mountains
dredged in gold
by sunlight’s curve of light
as dawn unfolds
and opens her arms,
and gently releases her hold
on earth’s many charms.
The wonders of my world shift
within my sights
in bits and pieces set adrift
until I string them together like jewels
to hang around my neck
and light the darkest days ahead.
Indeed, dawn’s delights
can lighten even the darkest nights
in waking dreams sensing the coming light.
Dawn works her tentative way
across this bleak space every day.
Dawn awakens an eagerness to find my place
among other beings also lit from within.
Together, we can light the entire world.
It is dawn. We have dawned.
It is time to begin.
annarino writes 