Dawn

Sun lit glow aglow set the sky'
Space mere shape around me
Earthly body warm awake
Independent of man and choiring crikets

Yet only for them, i would not be here
With the fire of the first sun,
But without anywhere to rest
Cannot stand still or put on hold,

Only wane to end, forever to begin
To light polish sun mirror
With some other fragment of life,
Conceiving day.

poem by Yoonoos PeerbocusReport problemRelated quotes
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