Peaceful Dawn

I looked outside my window for a new day is about to unfold. Darkness still lingers, yet I feel reassured for I know that a glimmer of hope will soon descend basking everything in divine light.

They say that before the first radiant flashes of light are shed in the still placid indigo sky, the world is most pure, chaste and pristine; a time of day when everything seems vulnerable and childlike as their consciousness remain welded to their soul. 

I headed towards the fields in anticipation of Sol’s rising. The world seemed to be on a standstill and I felt a bit lonely and forlorn. I spoke out to my angels. Silence was their reply. But this is what I have been longing to hear since it obscures my pain and heals my heart.

Not long after, Sol’s light pierces through the purple clouds gradually painting the sky in hues of orange and blue. I then looked at it then closed my eyes to relish this precious moment that will soon come to pass. I searched for my soul, and there I see a certain glow. I watch it dance as it lured me to its lair. I dare not open my eyes for it might vanish into thin air. Its sweet scintillations invigorate my weary resolve as its spirit breathes within inviting me to dance along to its rhythmic rhapsody.

 As I arouse from my soulful trance, Sol has already crested on the rocky peaks. I looked at it as if I am visualizing my dream. It does not gaze back and blind. But sooner or later, its scorching heat will intimidate me once more. It will perforate through my soul, but my shadow shall remain unfazed.