Sunrises

I'm thinking of sunrises
and why they are so.

Early one morning...

I'm thinking of sunrises;
and fogged in we dream.

...as the light cuts arcoss the ground.

I'm thinking of sunrises;
on clear days we see.

...and the fog burns off.

I'm thinking of sunrises
o'er sea or neath hills.

Leaving us visions...

I'm thinking of sunrises
and how they trail thrills.

...and surprises to find.

I'm thinking of sunrises
and the asking of "why?"

...like nature's lenses.

I'm thinking of sunrises

in a young man's eye.

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1/28/2007 * || send comment