About the Poem
Arising in the morning before dawn can be such drudgery. Getting up, preparing for the day, and venturing out while darkness envelops us is not a pleasant visage for most. However - The resplendent reward that awaits us makes those dark moments fade into the most remote recesses of our minds. Sunshine is the most important natural element of my life. Without it, where would we find our hearts and our souls?
Dawn's Sonnet |
| by Nancy Ness |
| Night's pallid hush ascends with gentle Grace; Nocturnal fauna nestles back in ground. Precursive solar tendrils peer around Through tatted eyelets in morn's tree-top lace. Faint blushing tiers of pink and crimson hue Unfold soft wisps of streaming cirrus cloud. The meadow's haze of gossamer a shroud As crystal sheaths submit to glist'ning dew And cautious sunbeams flicker on the rise. Clenched petals stretch to welcome dawning's rays; A valiant beacon bursts forth in full blaze. The Morning Star now masked by azure skies, 'Til breath of life, that brief eternity God's sacred Realm embraces only me. |
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