Night leaves the stars in a morning sky
From the dark the earth is now awaken
And every twine attached there taken
With answers to come in tomorrow's why
Fields of the breaking are rising there slow
Asking for silence in closeness caress
When the eyes of darkness becomes less
In solemn winter daybreak's flowing flow
Look through the views of a prospecting dawn
Nothing comes easy that's here to be
Dreams in rough cold flying all there and falling
Light shall rise slowly from the murky gown
Filling vision with new colors to see
When days of freshness from spring are calling
You really describe the world in all it's mysterious beauty and it is a joy to read your words. You just throw the reader into a world of colours, of light and darkness. It is as though you add an extra dimension when you describe the world with you pen. Thank you for sharing and your work is very inspiring. All my best Agnes
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Wonderful Peter, splendid read.