*Morning*
A new dawn rising
My window
bathes in sunlight
Outside
the wind blows
in tact with oblivion
Yesterday
it hid
the grains of pain
within my broken sand glass
Taken away
by a magical hand
Forgotten
Deleted
from the pages
of my blue remembrance
Replaced
with a strange impression
Happiness?
A new dawn rising
Morning
on the shoulder of love
The beginning
of my universe
***
© Eclipse 2011
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A beaufiful flowing poem. To question anything, not just happiness, is human nature.
Seems someone found love, perhaps a new found joy. Right to question but don’t let it hesitate you from reaching the possible happiness before ya. It was a pleasure, and have a good life.
I love how you question “Happiness ???”, this is true Eclipse, it is always questionable.
enjoy the sunshine on your face today.
Beautiful prose, it flows as words ought to flow.
Fabulous writing.
The look and feel of your blog, the brilliance of your poem, the genius of you. Perfect combination.
Eclipse, I love this!
There’s something magical about dawn…starting afresh, anew.
“A new dawn rising
Morning
on the shoulder of love
The beginning
of my universe”…simply beautiful.
Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece.
It is with grace, we can start fresh each day! We can turn the tide any time ~~
Some blissful moments simply happen – we don’t need to ask why – we can simply enjoy them : )
a very positive note to my own morning 🙂 Thanks!
I hope this new dawn will contain all the love to heal the grains of pain and to heal the broken sand glass … Lovely! Hopeful!
I love the hope expressed in this poem. The beginning of my universe is great and reminds us how we recreate ourselves each morning.
So lovely. Every morning is a fresh begining-we have a chance to change our outlook every day, so lucky is man!
morning is lovely,
Glad to see the rising sun.
Happy Potluck.
Glad you reposted this – excellent pice. “in tact with oblivion” is a great line. Love the whole poem!
I’m happiest when I haven’t figured out why … and I’m saddest when I don’t know why … Go figure, eh? Blessed be, Princess of the North … Love, cat.