When Dawn Meets The Night....Excerpt....The Ecstatic Dance Of Soul Poem by Jayita Bhattacharjee

I am the dawn that breaks a light,
I am the gold that spreads the riches,
I rise from night to light,
I shine from dust to glow,
Fighting through the battles of life,
Rising through the bleariness of times,
I am the dawn that meets the night.

Clad in a blinding darkness,
My tears long endure.
Plunging in deep despair,
My pain screams in silence.
So, breaking the curtain of night,
I travel, in search of a truth,
To chase the mystery that calls my heart,
I walk the unending walk,
To hunt the beauty that waits for me.
And I rise from the sea of grief,
To see through and through, the brutal battles of life.

When the night sees its parting way,
I am the scattered gold spreading in sky.
When the agony falls from eye,
I am the dawn painting this world with riches.
When darkness feels a shooting pain,
I am the light that meets the night.
When thunder begins to roll in sky,
I am the gold that waits behind the veils.
When the air gets dense with sorrow,
I am the joy that breaks through the gold of dawn.
I am the light that travels through the haze of rain,
To gather the hope that unbreaks the pieces.
As thunder claps its hands, as clouds see a thickening,
I am the light that kisses the sky to brush against its gloom.
When fog blurs our eyes, in a grief that seems so wordless,
I am the dawn that cuts through the pain, in a dancing delight.
I am the light that chases the night to give sorrow its flight.....


......Jayita Bhattacharjee