Daybreak
but it is not till dawn that the sun pretends to love me
not till dawn when the light starts to discern
that i am searching for more than brightness
for brightness blinds my eyes, hides my soul
and it is not till dawn that darkness becomes shy
not till dawn that the shadows understand
that i am looking for more than refuge
for refuge defeats my will, vanquishes my spirit
it is only at the break of dawn
that my heart starts to beat again
it is then that the reign of gloom is almost over
but the brilliance of day is not quite there
and the love that i have
for the one beside me
overcomes the shadows
overcomes the brightness
and the one true thing that holds sway
of my heart, of the shadows and brightness in my heart,
are his eyes that open slowly
to tell me the truth about dawn.
--Stef (2005)
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