Smitten. Taken.
Dawn—beauteous and marvelous.
It gets me every time.
Magical transformation of the skies
Like the opening of a tomb.
The womb of the morning.
The descending of light
And heralding of a new day.
The hope of the ages.
Heaven's drapes are pulled,
Revealing many a wonder
Like the gilded skies.
Singing birds and babbling brooks.
Snow-capped mountains.
Rolling hills and deep-blue sea.
Woodland and dale.
All hidden behind the veil of night
Till dawn brings them to light.
It takes my breath away.
Dawn steals my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem