A New Day

As daylight spreads its eagle's
wings 'cross heaven's naked
splendour,
shadows race against the tide
of morning rose and April spring;

Dewdrops dance to lilting tunes
Atop their emerald stages,
While soft refrains from feathered
bills
Fill the skies with tinkling praises.

The sun with all its radiant beauty
Rises from its bed of night,
And reaches out with slow precision,
Embracing earth with arms of light.

A gentle breath of morning air
Sweeps lovingly o'er its templed floors
And brings with it the fragrant smell
Of friendships dear and love eternal.

By: Tarin Glenn-Brown