Mark Scrivener

Poetry Poems Original Verse

Thursday, January 14, 2016

NEW MORNING

NEW MORNING

In dawn I stand, in light's new power,
refreshed by rising day.
Day-colour seems a wonder now;
the dark of night is swept away.

Yet through the darkness and the deep,
strange kingdom of the dream, dear sleep
revitalised my limbs;
and billowed away
worn yesterday.

And so I stand, in new and mind-bright hour,
as this new morning shines,
renewed-

as new as these new lines
I've written now,

as new as time's new way
I've never seen;
as new as this new day...

that's never been.


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