The Day Breaks
Birds knock faithfully at my window
Urging me awake, its nearly dawn
Parting the curtains I see
The blue-black shying away
At the horizon
The arrogant sun
Can’t wait its turn
A familiar call fills the air
Which heart will fail to stir?
Cold splashes do little
Slumber stubborn to surrender
What is this scent that surrounds me
As I stand tall on the mat
Prepared to offer my prayer
And the day breaks…
SONYA KASSAM 
Wonderful imagery of the day’s most uniquely challenging and soothing time! This is the kind of poetry that instils peace… :) Loved reading~
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I really appreciate your heartfelt comments :-)
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Greetings,
This is a wonderful poem that evokes images of human experience. Thank you for it.
All good wishes,
robert
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Yes indeed some things need to be experienced to be conveyed. Thanks Robert.
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