As the sun unravels light colored threads,
I envision this hour for lovers.
Hands wiping away the crusts of night
and breeze trickling between the leaves,
Glorious whispers leave phantom prayers in the air.
I do wonder if every living thing
Recalls the words pronounced at its birth
‘Blessed, blessed it be
The All-encompassing and free
Diety, who has many homes stretching far as the eye can see
Dawn has kissed droopy eyelids
Fluttering lens giving portals to dreams.
The heart grows fond for what it cannot own.
The skies are filled with birds
And prayers from all nationalities,
AsI wait for lovers who never sleep
So they can witness dawn
And all her beauty.