Stars are still sharp
in the western sky,
but beginning to fade
under the approaching
light of dawn in the east.
I come outside early
wanting to catch
the first note of birdsong
announcing the start
of another glorious day.
Dawn softly speaks
three words:
Wait.
Watch.
Listen.
© 2015 Richard Havenga
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