Dawn to Dark

Whose shadow-darkened thoughts encroach and question,

Diminish dawn’s cockrow, dispel the day,

Worming into loam and taking root there,

Nightshade weed, asphyxiating prey?

 Invasive views, punitive to thinkers,

Banks of clouds eclipsing all sun’s beams,

Unsummoned guests disabling reason,

Recurrent words, distorted earthly themes.

 Florid-faced to grey on one perusal,

Ashen breath obstructing air, extinguish torch.

Whose mind a firmament of pyrotechnic danger

Erupting in the sentinel’s night watch?

 Where dreams are blessed with skies of bluest sunlight

Whose nightmares purge my soul with caustic fright?

Dawn

Restful calm,

Sunstreaked balm,

Flimsy curtained bright,

Promises of hours ahead, being blessed and filled with light.

Silent occupation, intruding far-off sounds,

Words that flow on paper, as heart so faintly pounds.

Dedicated time, invocation to the host,

Prayerful meditation, no pride or senseless boast.

Solace in the silence; to God, a joyous toast,

Blessed be light, encroaching – filling heart, the most.

Minutes tick so slowly, while dawn ensures no harm.