The clounds are shifting
Dawn is coming
The Sunrise starts my day..
Through sleeping eyes - life slips me by
Life - The beautiful lie..
A whispered voice calls out to you
Are you there...?
I drift to wake
Dreams fading to black,
Golden rays are peaking around the corner
The horizon once bleak -
Now illuminates my freedom..
Tears wash away a false truth
While streets of Gold fade to dust
Fear not however,
The sun will rise today..
This poem is © 2007 Byrjun, to whom comments may be sent.