Dawn’s Prelude

The quiet spreads its silent serenity
over the charcoal and ivory landscape,
it breathes a tranquil touch
into the dark corners of dawn’s prelude,
soothing in its cool caress.

In the mist’s wispy mantle
hides the voices of birds and insect
their song echoing off the glassy lake
as a serenade that spins a spell,
flowing gently through the air,
rich in its blissful notes
that give a hush unto the mind
over what waits to greet the day.

Slowly the heart surrenders
unto the magic mix in shadows and light,
sensing Mother Nature’s hands
moving through the soft sheet of stillness,
until they embrace the senses
with calming waves.

Feeling the flush in euphoria’s fingers
comb over the pore in such peaceful strokes,
opening the mind to that special enchantment
only known before the sun rises in the sky.