Attempts, Attemptations, Attemptual

When Dawn Met Dusk



As dawn with her rose red fingers shown once more

It reminded me

Of the light beneath my eyes

The orange luminescent vision as the crest approached blue

The saving grace of dusk as his

Darkened emerald veil envelopes the day gone

It reminds me

That dawn will appear tomorrow and greet dusk as he passes

It tells me, I’m here now

Somewhere in-between dawn and dusk

Where the morning glow touches softly

The night jewels

This reminds me of the day that came

And the day that will.

~me