See the dawn break
and be unmoved
Feel its warmth
remain less awake
Work under the glare of day
and ponder the night away
Wonder will be the air you inhale
"Is this all there is?"
Sorrow, you shall exhale
"Nay, there's more. But not for you."
Shut your eyes
and see your dawn break
again.

Your breathing is synonymous with the sound of rain
The 2 AM bus purrs through a sleeping street
The driver longs for home and carefree days

Under a great oak wood by our cliff
sunset rays pierce through
rainbow chuff and widespread arms
and spinning bare feet on damp grass

I direly miss
rolling around
playing with my cat
sleeping at dawn
getting up after dark

The ashes of the past
cover me pale from head to toe
I don't belong here
in renditions of times ago