In Every Dawn Poem by Eric Cockrell
In Every Dawn
there is a moment just before darkness,
when every sound is amplified.
when the senses come alive,
and smell and taste take bodies.
when the eyes see, really see,
and there be no more need for words.
when memories like trees walk into stillness,
and the heart names every stone.
when the butterfly becomes the teacher,
and the dew is strong drink indeed.
when scars and bruises put on their jewelry,
and the soul becomes the earth.
when clouds come like ghostly chariots,
and the sun tips its hat in farewell.
when every battle is forgotten,
and every truth etched in time.
when nothing is left but love itself,
to wrap the night in eternity.
now timeless and without borders,
the simple man has but one request.
bury me beneath the willow,
and listen for my footsteps in every dawn!
It is said that the darkest hour is just before dawn - when all will be revealed. A beautiful write here Eric.
An intricate and empassioned write, tired exhaustion and resignation that a beaten soul may find refuge and sanctuary, if only in death.
Brilliant as usual sir, you poetry is just one of a kind.
You've here penned another beauty! So good. absolutely love this, especially the last two lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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9/28/2023 10:46:08 PM # 1.0.0.1115
Eric this really touched the very core of me in a most profound and beautiful way...it is just so perfectly compiled and every single word followed with such a burst of meaning and laid such beautiful visuals down which i understood in my world...i wish i could write like this i truly do....an outstanding write....stashed in my favourites as this is true poetry of the highest calibre tyvm karen