Ken Allan Dronsfield writes

Soon...

a sunrise will ignite as
a yawning, dark corner
of planet Earth awakens.
a warm blanket spreads,
as the King of Light rises,
the unseen now revealed.

Soon...

surging swift waters will
fill inland marshes and
salty tidal creeks as blue
crabs roam; shorebirds
scatter all about the sand
while seeking small meals.

Soon...

chased from the edge
of the rushing surf by
greedy pursuing waves
keeping those coveted
treasures of the deep
hidden away forever.

Soon...

I'll awaken to chirping birds;
flying past my sunlit window.
the teapot will sing a sonnet
announcing this new day of
remembrance; praise will be
but an alluring whisper here..
...Soon...

 

 Billabong Dawn -- Brenton Bartsch