When the light pierces through the soul of the sky
The morning is hushed and arises from her silence.
The sleepy twilight retreats and kisses a goodbye,
As she lets out careful fires to give birth to a new day.
Being reborn, there is passion now, fresh and anew
There she walks and there she trots, her heart is in it.
Her choices, given another chance, she follows through.
Each start is a fresh beginning, a chosen inception.
Just commencing the journey, it does not have to end
There is renewed youth, and the fate of another cycle,
More days to come, and opportunity for the past to amend,
No need to pretend.
The morning has succeeded and life starts again.
No need to give up.
When the light comes in, immense in its abundant glory,
Remember the possibilities and the favourable chances.
Recall her meaning, the beautiful Phoenix.
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Book of Poems - Day Edition
PoetryI present to you, the Book of Poems - Day Edition. All of the poems you shall find here are my own work. Originality will always be my goal. Morning, day and light─my inspiration─helped me express in poetry their appeal. If you have any ideas, reque...
