The Brand New Day

At dawn, through my opened window,

I gazed upon a breathless,

And heart-stopping sight.

 

On the horizon in front of me,

Appeared an aurora of mystical lights,

Reflecting deep into the cavities and,

Ridges of the surrounding mountains.

 

Before me shown the early light,

Penetrating the morning mist,

As it caused perpetual golden rays

To illuminate through the highest

Mountain peaks,

Awakening the earth below.

 

As I peered closely,

Brilliant colors of light

Stretched upward,

Like fingers on a hand

Into the yet, dawning sky.

 

Oh, as I gazed at this precious sight,

Time itself seemed to be waiting,

And wanting to grasp hold of

The first beams, that would burst forth

From the East and to witness,

The suns smile beckoning

"The Brand New Day. "

--- by LesA47

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