DAWN

I embrace the light of morn to come with eyes full of recollection's images
my heart calmly adrift upon night's sea of questions,
but peace flows in the quiet where cries once echoed.

For my mind flips through scrapbook of bygone days
and finds the lingering warm glow in nostalgia's spell,
remembering past kisses and hugs that brought hope when I felt despair,
joy coming in sweet caresses as soft strokes inspiring faith in a divine hand
that in former darkness made tomorrow a jewel instead of refuse.

By a sigh with strained smile I face this current heaviness upon my chest,
refusing to forget the power of dreams or prayer when tears dried by miracles.