Dawn approaches
The glass becomes a portal to another realm
The rays become fingertips
Reaching toward their goal
The endless expanse lets loose breaths
That are sometimes calm
Sometimes rough
To guide the clouds like shepherds
Would a flock of sheep
That are sometimes obedient
Sometimes rebellious
As they make their journey
Across many lands
That are sometimes pleasant
Sometimes hostile
But the light continues upward
Growing in intensity
A miracle occurs
That is sometimes appreciated
But many times overlooked
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Poems From A Cluttered Mind
PoetryI just felt like dabbling in poetry. I'm still trying to figure it out, but I hope you like them:)
