.....finally,
a tear in the veil,
a crack races along the nights horizon,
and fighting through the wall of scattering stars and midnight clouds,
warm to the touch,
vibrant and soothing,
like fingers easing through your hair,
rays of the rising sun emerge,
streaking out into the quiet dark dawns open sky,
the reflection is a beautiful painting upon your eyes,
as you breathe in whats left of the night air,
the morning sun gently lands its warmth of kisses upon your lips,
the curtain light of a new sunrise rises,
chasing away the shadows and mystery of the darkness that earlier chased the evening into
hiding,
are you ready?
ready to see what the light from the moon could only paint in black and white,
what the light from the sun can create?
