Fay Slimm.






Walking old tight-rope
Night falls as Morning
adjusts lusty dreams while show opens.


Bold movement occurs
when Day-shards invade
and take Dark to behold Dawn\'s fervour.


Foreplay-beams centre
round stage set for change
then luminous rays brace birth\'s attempt.


Glint of first ardour
coats trees\' dim shadows
as wind stirs oaks to expose bare arms.


Ready and willing
brightness woos sombre
and unwanted black presence is stilled.


Beaten night\'s terror
by clarity\'s fight
when day\'s radiant rise makes an ascent.


Listen to whispers
Of Dawn\'s waking yawns
as she sits at Sun\'s door as yet unkissed.