Another day

I

As dawn waits in mystery, sun become day,

To make whole, complete, this cycle of Times path

Ill throw down my poetry, from life incarnate

As if Nature and dawn were bound the same, and Time wins

Dawn to draw Time to her bed, and there, submit

Become one in Time, dawn break open the day, as one you and I

II

My poetry stands as nothing without your touch

Every morning your desire, at home, I attempt

In poetry, dawn calls forth your face, yet I can’t grasp,

Whence born the sun, connected, everything a creative

Act, together dance, I lost, utterly, out of context, dwell no

Place. Greater than I, come to me, all Nature’s dots to connect,

Way I want, with no say I’ll obey all you are, domme morrigan,

Poetry to describe you is still not you, can be read

Submission to your goddess, you break open earth’s Paradise