April 18,1999

by

Crystal Dawn Allen

I heard the first birds open their voices
to the skies
and sing

I started running through the forest
it was bluish-dark and I was having
trouble seeing through the lace
of branches and starlight

I found my way out to a clearing
a giant field- it was beginning
to get lighter
I said "Dawn;
On this day, the date of my birth,
at this time,
the sun was rising much like this and I suppose
that at this moment there is a baby
somewhere
drawing her first breath"

I sat there on a piece of wood
and all around me I heard
more birds stretch their wings
and sing their songs
I heard the secret rustling of animals
I heard the trees smile and groan as
they reached towards the east
The horizon itself was smiling
It was golden and rosy and absolutely contagious

It appeared to me that the
voices of the forest
were actually invoking the morning

I felt myself becoming
a part of the landscape
melting like a powder in the liquid sunrise

And it was beauty before me,
beauty behind me,
above and below me,
around and within me

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