A Thought: A dawns spark

A Thought: A dawns spark

One step, one breeze, one look and gone,
the end of the last scene of the dawn.
A woken section of the world can be heard,
from above the noises are being stirred.

With the last breeze from the worlds turn,
from the dawn that left the sun to burn.
Shadows stretch and wake from their sleep,
slowly as the day moves the shadows creep.

Towards the suns timed bringing dark setting,
the creatures continue the giving's and getting's.
Awareness and imagination is a strength we've got,
feelings and visions spark and come to thought.