Sun... Rise! Poem by Iris Mista

Are we allowed to see the sun
Enjoy life, have a bit of fun
Gambol through a springlike field

with no other yield
than just to be
a soul that is free

A heart filled with dirty smog
a head surrounded by fog
An empty road towards tomorrow
No way back, filled with sorrow

Though, I dare to belief
I saw some clearness and relief

A sunrise instead of a sunset
So unspeakable early, yet..
the gloaming of the sight
is so different in morning light
A promise it once will be
all sunbeams for this empty world to see

April 9,2013