Celestial Reverie

Dawn’s first breath hangs heavy,

a charcoal shroud draped across

the eastern expanse. Yet, amidst

this somber cloak, a rogue sunbeam

pierces through, a celestial fingertip

tracing the canvas in hues of gold.

What whispers in this glorious display?

To weary souls, it extends a stirring

promise of warmth, awakening spirits

from their slumber. Meanwhile, logic’s

keen eye observes nature’s grand spectacle,

light pirouetting upon a shadowed stage.

And I? I stand speechless before a masterpiece

writ in the heavens. A spark ignites within,

a wellspring of joy that transcends words.

This is more than mere hope. It’s a humbling

awe, an immersion in beauty that breaches

the veil of our mortal realm.