At Each Day Dawning: Sacred Poetry

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Trans Solar World Battery image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

At Each Day Dawning

At each day dawning, unto you I hark,
When yet sleeping cities and skies are dark,
And only a sliver of sun appears
At distance, on hills, our building’s far edge,
And with it retreat our overnight fears,
Which harrow and haunt, and bed’s comfort hedge:
Timeless division of blackness and…