This was my first poem.


Early Morning Darkness

In early morning darkness
When time was yet to come
In frozen air suspended
The word was fast a-sleep

A warm and gentle breeze
Made ripples on the sea
From east came seeds of light
And touched the sleeping mind

The light was clear and bright
In harmony the birds were singin´
But evil shadows soon were cast
And songs rang out of tune

Dark clouds were piling up
The sun went out of sight
Massiv waves raised up at sea
And empty ships were driftin'

A storm of thunder came this way
And lightning struck the earth
No place to hide no place to go
When rain began to fall

In time the storm lay down to rest
The ocean settled like a mirror
A precious stone could now be seen
Once lost but now was found

And far from evening's silent fall
I gazed in wonder at the starry night
And blowing winds from hiding sun
Sparked flames in northern light

With broken seals of ancient book
All hidden secrets were revealed
A pounding sound was felt within
Like bells of freedom chiming

Copyright © 2008 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved




Poetry by Göran Gustafsson
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Written on 2014-08-26 at 14:50

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