A Cloudy Dawn

There's a stirring underfoot, a roaring like thunder.
A mind to turn the corner to meet the open door.
Distance can't dim the brightness of the light.

There's a praise rising, overflowing in the soul.
Words to encourage as they leave the tongue.
By standers can't stop the stride of the rhythm.

There's a sweetness in the air, denying the bitter sting.
An aroma sent on the the wind troubling the water.
Weariness can't resist the rest of the promise.

There's a stillness in the air of a cloudy dawn.
Clouds to hide the terrors of the night.
Starry blackness soon forgotten with the sun.