FROM THE EAST A LIGHT,
SLOWLY BRIGHTENING THE SKY;
CHASING AWAY THE NIGHT,
HORIZON VISIBLE, TO THE EYE.
TURNING THE CLOUDS TO RED,
THE SUN AWAKENS THE EARTH;
SHADOWS LEAPING FROM THEIR BED,
THE SEA, CHUCKLING WITH MIRTH.
DAY BREAKING THE DARK,
THE SUN STEADILY RISES;
SINGING OF THE LARK,
DAWN, FULL OF SURPRISES.
BURSTING FORTH AT LAST,
BLINDING TO THE EYE;
BEAUTIFUL VIEW SO VAST,
NATURES’ CALL, TO SATISFY.
BRINGING NEW LIFE TO ALL,
FLOWERS, ANIMAL AND BEE;
FROM BIG AND STRONG TO SMALL,
THE SUNRISE, WILL ALWAYS FREE.
1995 BY WAYNE J. WAGAR
