Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Prime


A lessening, first,
lessening of the darkness;
the black of night begins
its ebb to grades of gray.

A single ray, tentative, shy
and slight joined by others,
strength in numbers; joined
by the rising murmurings
of a radiant chorus.
Lingering dust of the night
refracts the rays of light
into a brilliance of reds
and oranges and pinks,
an extravagant display
of symphonic fireworks.

The colored light awakens,
rouses, cleanses, offers
as it quickens, soars;
renaissance of possibilities
singing a spirit song.

This poem is submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. To see other poems submitted, please visit dVerse Poets. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time today. The list of links poems is here.

Related: Matins/Lauds

Photograph: Morning Sun by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

13 comments:

Brian Miller said...

there is a cleansing that happens with those opening rays of light, when they find you each morning...nice capture ..and beautiful sky glynn...

Louise Gallagher said...

Stunning.

Love how it starts with one and quickens to a gathering.

Well done!

Karen Kyle Ericson said...

This is beautiful- the photo and the words : ) Thank you, very inspiring.

nance marie said...

totally beautiful and uplifting.
a gift.

poemblaze said...

Love all the colors, and the hope shared in the poem.

Pat Hatt said...

The hopes of a new day through such splendid colors. Great capture of the moment!

S. Etole said...

What promise lies in that new day.

ayala said...

"a single ray, tentative,shy..." you captured the beauty of a new day. Beautiful.

Jerry said...

I love the edges of the day and you have described the morning so well. ...btw...new email attached to my blog.

waysidewordgarden said...

You have captured a sunrise and a hopeful beginning so beautifully in your words.

Natasha said...

An amazing time, and so seldom does it linger long enough for us to truly appreciate it. Your words slow it down, nice and steady, and allows the moment to last. Thanks for the beautiful share. :)

Tom Eliot said...

Holding on to a fleeting moment.
A great sense of balance and harmony and unity

Ann Grenier said...

Wonderful internal rhymes in your journey from darkness to renaissance. Beautiful.