before dawn
before dawn

dancing under the morning stars,
wet grass licking our feet
right here, right now, we are creation
making a world in the darkness

somewhere, a sparrow is singing, softly,
small words about the impending dawn

we move, holding each other closer,
brushing the fog with our reborn bodies
swaying to the melody
of one tiny, feathery voice

@ 1997
Daryl Hrdlicka