In the perfect stance of dawn,
I lay, listening to the silence
Of day, gathering her thoughts,
Planning her statements,
For a span, destined already as good.
She is writing her love song,
To woo world to awakening,
A world she loves so deeply,
With all her heart and might.
Words come easy, for such
A lover she, whose ultimatum,
The sacrifice of mercy for life,
Preens under a waning moon.
Unfailing, though chameleon,
She stays her course.
For that is her nature, abiding,
And sure as sunrise in its glory.
© gillena cox 2019
[first posted here]
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