Dawn

Dawn smiled

With light in her face,

Like the shy maid who

Opens her window, only to be caught

By curious and besotted eyes.

I had my gaze locked

With the blue sky and,

In my waiting hands my head found rest;

Gazing in peace at the clouds.

Latter at night

Beneath an indigo starry sky

My heart sighed and said:

"I'm alive and my soul's at peace."

**

Corny poem, I know. I don't care.