A Glimpse of Dawn

By Vaani Dosi

In the quiet hours before the dawn,

When night's deep shadows linger long,

A world of dreams begins to yawn,

And whispers of the heart grow strong.

The stars, like memories, softly fade,

As daylight's promise breaks the shade,

And in the sky, a new hope laid,

A fresh beginning, unafraid.

The moon's last light, a gentle sigh,

Gives way to hues that paint the sky,

In strokes of pink and gold they lie,

A canvas for the sun to try.

Birds stir and sing their morning song,

To herald day where they belong,

In harmony, they string along,

The first light's glow, both soft and strong

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Mountains bathed in amber's glow,

Reflect the dawn's enchanting show,

Valleys wake as rivers flow,

With life anew, the day to know.

In every heart, a spark ignites,

With dawn's first touch, a thousand lights,

Each soul reborn from darkest nights,

To chase the dreams that day invites.

By Vaani Dosi