The Dawn! Poem by Ross DixPeek

The Dawn!

By
Ross Dix-Peek


The ink-black night retreats,
Comes the first blush of dawn,
Its long luminous fingers unravel
night’s dense dark blanket

The soft kiss of silken light falls upon
Hope’s waiting lips,
Night’s insecurities and anguish begin
Slowly to vanish ‘midst a most brilliant and fulgent embrace

Welcome Day advances lazy,
Almost surreptitiously, yet inexorably,
to vanquish the vast dark juggernaut,
as sweet joy does then sing unrestrained, unbridled

A euphonious melody, a most wondrous and exultant symphony,
While the last slivers of darkness genuflect forlorn and submissive
before the great “Illume”,
Kneeling to a greater, unrelenting force

And then is gone dire darkness,
And before my very eyes
do the steel bars of Night’s awful “cage”, wither and wilt,
and at last, spent, does succumb to the great bliss that is the Sweet Dawn’s Kiss!