The Listening Dawn

 
talk to the dawn  
because the world isn't listening  
  
let your feelings rise to greet her  
in the early morning hours  
when the dew symbolizes her grieving  
  
each day brand new  
it's with her tears she cleanses  
  
let her renew you  
inside of a thought captured  
while you pay her homage  
  
if  you listen closely  
she whispers to the children of the morn  
who rise early to greet her  
  
on the mountain tops we gather  
and by the great ocean side we pray  
in wonder we gaze  
as the sky goes from onyx to pink  
  
while she is yet waking the Earth  
she blushes in innocence of the unspoiled  
  
each day a new chance  
for those who trek  
this long winding journey  
  
a new day for growth  
and personal discovery