‘The mists of dawn’

The mists of dawn 
borne on the wings of the nascent day 
Hail from dimensions of an infinity 
beyond our mortal ken 

They skim the edge of the waking world 
that skirts the realm 
upon yon horizon 

As it draws a line of indigo blue 
where the sleeping seas 
Encounter the empyrean heights 
which vanish into the eternal sanctuary 

Source of all that abides 
within this mortal coil awhile
’til that last day foretold of old
When creation entire
shall be inspirited to journey
Beyond the opaque veil
into the presence 
of the light unknowable 
That ne’er quivers nor wanes 

~ d.a.simpson ~

Image: Александр Максин on Pexels 

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