Poems

Daybreak

A beam of light

Downwards from the

distant mountains

Strikes across

the heavens,

a silent lance flung

at the dying night:

Thence, blazing forth

above the misty waters,

a golden dance

against the crimson  sky,

The sun another journey

now begun.

Reflects brightly

in the sleepy lake.

A new day born,

I watch awake.

                  Charles Loft.