Sunrise Poem: When a New Day Washes the Old Away

This FM was inspired by some time spent in that dawn void between night and day as you wait for the sun to rise, and then its announcement of a new day upon us when it does rise.

Hopes Rise With the Sun

old day hangs in air
memory ghosts tangled in hair
the world slumbers
before the dawn chorus

sunrise brings bright new clarity

yesterday is washed away
as light awakens
silence is golden when watching
hopes rise on new day

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