Rushing towards a Dawn

Rushing towards the morning without taking off the night’s robe

Waiting for the first hint of light after a gruelling debate with worries

They were eager to write an epitaph without the flair for that language

Unwilling to emend the phrases and pauses; they felt so inappropriate

First glances of light erased the sense of gloomy deliberation of night

The eyes were waiting to decipher a cryptic direction of the horizon

A swarm of well-wishers flew from all directions to announce the dawn


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