Awaiting

The day was robed in majesty,
The night was coming on;
The village sat there, peacefully,
And waited for the dawn

The dawn that meant a whole new day
In spirit and in truth —
The light that leads us to the way
Of love reborn
In youth

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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