DAWN
(C) BY PAUL L. GLAZE
Darkness flees in somber flight.
The breaking day ends the night.
A Dawn of tomorrow makes its way.
Upon its arrival becomes today.
Sunglows streaking through an eastern sky.
Silhouettes the clouds that happen by.
A rooster crows with a piercing sound.
Announcing that morning has come around.
A distant train rumbles over shivering rails.
Shattering the Dawn with whistles and bells.
Truckers rolling down a dark highway,
Patiently awaiting Dawns first ray.
Living things greet Dawns arrival.
Each appearance insures their survival.
Dawn brings forth a bright new day,
Allowing life a permanent stay.
Countless Dawns have greeted this earth.
Allowing the planet to mother itıs birth.
Life comes forth then goes its way.
With new creations each passing day.
Without the Dawn and its golden light.
The Earth trembles in eternal night.
A cold dark planet would then appear.
With no one to know, to see, or care.
The presence of life is more than a token.
Itıs brief spector may easily be broken.
Existence on earth, though safely planted
Is a divine gift, not taken for granted.
We may peacefully rest and begin to yawn.
Tomorrow will bring another Dawn.
As the day grows dim and night takes hold.
Have no fear, our creator is in control.
