Sunrise

At Sunrise...
Prayers were said, Hopes were raised
Strenght were renewed, Dreams were fresh
And Light appears for all to see

At Sunset...
Light fades away
Joy fills the heart of achievers
Tears, sorrow and fear pitch their tent with the lossers
And, gradually, silence takes over

At Night...
The hands of the clock cuts through the silence
Cries of babies far off could be heard
The breeze blows
The cloud send the dew

Gently the birds sings their songs
The Moon ruturns home
Then the cock crows

It is Morning
And there is Sunrise



Poetry by Okuola Paul Abiola
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Written on 2007-06-07 at 14:21

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Alfred Iwerebor
Nature is beautiful. This is a beautiful portrait of it.
2007-06-28



Lovely write Paul, it is wonderful the way the cycle of life just keeps peddling around, we need to keep it that way. Should that be 'strengths were renewed' or strength was renewed? Whatever it has the magical affect of renewal. Smiling at you, Tai
2007-06-07


nature
ABSOLUTELY BEUATIFULL
2007-06-07