Reverberations of Sunrise

In the quiet of sunrise's hug,

Where shadows dance in elegance,

Stirs a material unadulterated and brilliant,

Painted by the fingers of dusk.

Murmurs of dreams, delicately blurred,

As the sun's brilliant tones overflow,

Across the sky, a heavenly, expressive dance,

An ensemble of varieties is a fabulous showcase.

Each sunrise is a commitment, another beginning.

A delicate murmur to the heart,

Of trust reawakened, of ways untrod,

In the reverberations of sunrise, we track down our God.

With each dawn, a story told.

Of secrets uncovered, of mysteries intense,

In the calm first light, all stresses stop.

Also, we track down our spirits in wonderful harmony.