Dawn

A new day is breaking
See the watery sun
Weak on the horizon
Struggling to awake
Battered by the storms
Diluted by the rains
Assaulted in her plight
To rise up against the night
And break through dawn’s fog
And yet always, without fail
Claiming victory each morning
As she climbs into the sky
Dismissing the darkness
To bring light on each new day
An example for us all
To never concede
To never give up
They say if it’s not broken then
Don’t meddle and fix it
Or tamper with what is working
Or try to change the fit
And yet each day the dawn breaks
And birds all congregate
To natter and cheep ‘tween themselves
What could be the day’s fate
They gossip in the branches and
They shout from tree to tree
So are they fixing up the day
Or just waking up me!
And if dawn breaks is it broken?
Is it down and feeling blue
Is that why it’s a new day
To replace the old one too
Is it a good occasion to
Mend what went on before?
I think that it just might be that
A better day for sure!
The muted light of dawn awakes and sees
The crisp and fresh air bite at jack frosts feet
Where dew drops freeze upon the verdant trees
And mist rolls lonely down the silent street
Where birdsong breaks the curfew from the night
Where sun arises slowly in the east
The world appears in early morning light
A new morn heralds in the daytime feast
Yet still a slumber holds across the land
Cocooned in comfort quietly in each bed
Where souls of men are bathed in torpor’s sand
In dreams that play throughout their sleepy head
And so as sunrise brings the night to end
The hope of a new day on earth transcends