To the dawn

The light on the sky, in its early morning, makes me blush ...

a birds flight, enlighten this early morning.

The sun rises above, yet, behind the clouds ... not as powerful as you might think,

but the flapping wings of the birds now follow the wind!
and make their trip out to eternity

Such a welcome colour to this painting;

I saw an airplain fly, wanting to land in Copenhagen ...
I see them, there, on their seats,
waiting for new adventures

I sigh

as the day goes by, with all its signs

that tells us: it has just merely begun;

takes us all through its diversity

on to infinity



Poetry by Ivan R
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Written on 2018-09-25 at 07:10

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