The Rising Sun

Copyright (c) Lauren R. Bigelow 2013. All rights reserved.


1. The Rising Sun





Flowers have vanished, their beautiful colors

Faded from the earth; our world remains still.

Vaguely lit by the summer moon, evening falls with silver waves;

Spirit of the night trembles in darkness.

Haunting is the very presence of wonder;

The rising sun adrift at sea holds glorious memories

Held captive by the enchantment of hope,

Our paradise lost, descending into despair

Happiness subsides, fallen from the depths of my soul;

The promise of tomorrow's dawn will I behold.





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