Under The Dawn-Rays Poem by Naveed Akram

Under the day's sun a worship is dreamt
By the tongue of the heart,
And great houses swing into remorse
At the sensation of a strong source.
Those sailors dance on a weak garden,
Sea has erupted with blooming ambition.

Go to the sloops and fix their stars
Dancing under the dawn of the sea;
We will moor our ship and taste of delight
Down by the regions of space,
Seeking grace until the whole day.

We will be young and foolish on the light of land,
And on my leaning shoulder rests a butterfly
Meeting me with unquiet height,
It bids me to take existence as life
To uncover the sanity I expressed,
After so many years of travel and tears.