Wind is blowing,
Over meadows of emerald green.
The sun is rising,
While the moon falls asleep.
The hawk is circling,
Looking for a glimpse of it’s prey.
The world is waking,
Ready to face another day.
The rain is falling,
Washing away the old earth,
As a new earth rises,
From the old ones midst.
Yesterday, everything died,
Now today is the first day of our lives.
See me dance, see me twirl,
On the surface of a new world.
Hear me laugh, hear me sing,
Of the beauty of everything.
Amity Willows
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-day-23/
