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.