Cold Pause
of dew and mist
covering any
thought of sunrise,
Flower world waiting
to yawn,
yearning birth
But this fragment of time
is suspended,
stopped moments
in dark wooded valley,
Sounds hushed
colours greyed
fragrances frozen,
time seemingly paused
in a collective breath,
The only life
a muted stream that stirs
in shallow stones
swirling through
deep pools
banks guarded by
still willows
green arms embracing
hushed waters.
The frosted moment thaws
night citizens seek refuge
scuttling towards
darker shadows,
And daylife slumbers
about to awake
to the first warble
of birdsong harmonies.
It is time,
your time,
Awaken
sleeper to
new hope.
Your life reborn.
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