Friday, October 9, 2009

Morning's Glory

Morning came in all it's glory
day is dawning night's submission,
no one knows the turning point
when dreams fall to remission.
In the jagged dusk
amongst the lilies of the field,
do you know a moment's worth
as truth reproof revealed.
Waning life as sunlight fades
shifting night from blues to greys
and in a self imposing haze
the fallen stare afix their gaze.
Streaking now across the night
to end the burn with all their might
The final show up give the ghost
a moment here and gone we toast.
Thankful for the flame we felt
the burn ends not the story,
night is creeping up again
to reign on morning's glory.

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