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Written By: Sasha K. Lotnikee
May 4, 2014
He runs down the dark road desperately
Away from his house
After a while,
Someone reaches out to help him.
There is a lady; with looks that are
But her figure is slender.
He gives his guide
A whisper of gratitude.
The village clock strikes three.
"Want to sit?"
She points at the wooden garden bench.
Her voice is wispy and light.
The world seems beautiful
From this different perspective
The many hued petals of the daisy
Glow in the light of the thin crescent,
Showering glints of rainbow hidden in the
Half-wilted daffodils sparkle past the garden gate
And the wind whips through the purple orchids.
Even in the darkest night
The vibrant lilies bloom.
The other side of the world
The village clock strikes four.
Sitting side by side,
She turns to him.
"Do you want to stay?"
Chrysanthemums and sunflowers
Glitter like jewels under the twinkling stars.
Life is like a
Always flourishing, until
Alas, flowers die and become
Rotten and sour.
We droop away, marred by Tragedy,
Knowing something better is coming in our
Waiting for Spring to arrive, when
The village clock strikes five.
It is a wonder how seedlings grow into
Glossy roses hang on the trellis;
Their soft petals infused with tones of fuchsia.
A floating tulip,
Painted delicately with nature's watercolours.
He has discovered the
Meaning of Life.
How flowers continue to grow, in times of
Hope is there.
The two stroll to the garden door.
Their silhouettes are revealed
Through the opening golden glimmers of the sun.
He turns to the lady.
"Who are you?"
Her hair is a fiery, flaming scarlet, tinged with
Her dress is crimson; inter-weaved with turquoise and violet threads.
Her glistening aura glimmers in the sun.
"Dawn," She whispers.
Rising up in the air, leaving a trail of smoky grey, she joins the
In the telling the world that
Morning is here.
He runs and
Presses his skin on the window,
Smudging the glass.
Sun rays shine on his face,
Casting a shadow of pure light and