Dawn Of Conscience Poem by ashok jadhav

The eastern sky ignites with trembling light,
And shadows shrink beneath its quiet blaze.
I stir as if from slumber deep and long,
Awakened not by sun alone, but thought.
The choices made in darkness crowd the mind,
And ask for reckoning in this first hour.
Each beam illuminates what I ignored,
The acts deferred, the words I left unspoken.
Regret, like mist, dissolves beneath the glow,
And conscience rises with the morning air.
To see the world anew demands a gaze
Unflinching, honest, willing to endure.
Dawn is more than light upon the earth;
It is the spark that calls the soul to act,
To recognize the wrongs that linger still,
And step into the day with open heart,
Resolved that what was hidden shall be named,
And life be measured by the truth we choose.