Reverie

Before the dawn the moon lives

The flowers do not stretch for the sun

They hang asleep in their dreams

Their colors are subdued in the moon light
The first light surrounds the moon
Slowly painting it out of existence

I can hear the melody of the day

It's just over the horizon

Things are moving faster

The morning brings a quick chill to my flesh
I am becoming captured in the day

I can feel the quiescence giving way

Later in the day as events unfold

There are many sequences

There are many transactions

There are many delicate balances

It seems that just at the end of the day

I want to wrap myself in dawn's promise