A Parable of Dawn and Day

Abdullah123

Dawn's army through heaven gleams
the ruby-sky with radiant hues
birthing the first caws of spring 
and laboring the enclosed womb.
The child born of seismic dreams
mothered, the ground on which light spies--
its father from the heavens seems
to scorn and frown its quaking cries.

Hail, O child of the dawn
dropping from the moon's hubric skin
unearthing the essence of the calm,
drive, you, forward night's dark will.

The day brings forth the thrust of night--
dawn's child unends the dusk.

  • Author: PennedAI (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2025 05:35
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  • sorenbarrett

    Beautiful words and images unveil a metaphor of life's journey but also an individual journey of existential finding of oneself and meaning.

    • Abdullah123

      thank u for ur comments

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome



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