Dawn

Morn sky,
Lay in red
Whispers …
Dawn,
The tranquil
Sky
Floats as
A dream…
Memories
Are the sun…
Shadows
Of pale light…
Birds glide
In the sky
A gentle
Orchestra…
Time,
The flowing
Brook,
Wind nuzzling
Softly
All the worlds
Seem happy…
Time—the mist
Of a season
Gone by.