Wishful Dawn

Painted across a crimson sky flows a rainbow so refine Within the hues resides a tune whispering to form a rhyme Which takes us back to a wishful dawn containing dreams, divine? To what was lost and forgotten along the realms of time

Upon a road of listless tangents felt within the cold We seek a graceful reliance to calm a raging soul This gives to each of us a reason to continue towards this climb Seeking the sanctity, so precious and ever so defined

In our roam towards a destiny that at times can seem derange Staking ourselves with trusting thoughts in our walk towards a change Gathering our wits to appease a maze we are unable to sustain Seeking a regal scepter to banish the sins, marked with distain

We seek the shepherd’s fold, holding the key to serenity It’s for us to decide what fork to take on this road to reality For we as humans have free will which decides our very fate So make the effort before the bells chime, or it will be too late

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz October 13, 2011