The dawning day is like an open door
for voyagers adrift in living stream
to waken from the dream asleep no more.
When out of slumber's seas we're cast ashore
and consciousness resumes its heady beam,
the dawning day is like an open door.
With dialectic feet upon the floor
the thinker frames a philosophic scheme
in lieu of wakening asleep no more.
Stargazers, poets, let their fancies soar
into the realms beyond what things may seem,
for dawning day is like an open door.
Though myriads divinities implore,
within our being lies the path supreme
to reach awakenment asleep no more.
Deep wisdom handed down from ages yore
can teach us of enlightenment's true gleam.
The dawning day is like an open door
to waken from the dream asleep no more.
As one would expect from you, Harley, you have again touched the sublime.
Martha, I am truly grateful for your warm words of support. Thank you so much!
beautiful poem, I enjoyed reading the poem. thanks for sharing.
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Awesome drop from a great poet. Your poem leaves a strong message to follow and enjoy. Thanks for sharing Harley. Much love.
Your reaction to my poem is really gratifying. Thank you very much!