Dawn

 
The thunder of warrior roars
flattens the words of poets,
wagon wheels burying gems in mud.

I ache for the whisper of dreamers,
awakening my soul
like summer winds rippling grass.

Share with me an ethereal journey,
joined in spirit on the infinite plane
of pulsing light orbs.

West is the moon, and east are the stars
and dawn rises in our hearts,
every day.