Moments Before Dawn

Moments before dawn
we walked
the rain-drizzled
streets and
talked of love
and friendship,
peace and plenty.
We gazed as lightning
flickered beneath
the grey-tinged sky
and shielded the faces
of mountains old
and ancient as
the crystal stars.
We paused to run
our fingers through
the lavender and raised
our hearts and lips
to kiss the falling
rain and feel
the quiet joy of
loved creation.
We talked of Father
Then ascended the hill
and breathed the scent
of grasses wild
with midnight air
and orchestral
crickets.
We saw the expanse
of city lights,
glistening through
curling hair, that
spread beneath our
weary feet.
We stopped a moment
and pondered life
and learning
and mysteries of
the universe.
As dawn began to
stretch her sleep-laden
fingers to stir
the birds and
people slumbering,
We parted on
to dream-filled
sleep and
gratefulness
for the moments
before dawn.

© Eleanor Clark
5 July 2013