Beyond the Dawn.
By
Bryan Sanctuary
December 29, 2021
I feel an eerie frost descend
to freeze the
morning dew,
The sunlight scatters in sparkling rays
To polarize my
view.
The dancing light lifts my heart,
In ways I
cannot know,
But Nature seems to work it out,
To bring that
light to soul.
Our senses give us all we know,
From which we
must perceive.
But can we know or formulate
Beyond what
sense receives?
There lies beyond our normal ken,
Real things we are not suited.
With blinkered eyes we forge a view
That’s
incomplete and muted.
But from this prop there’s something wrong,
What should be
up is down,
We don’t know why, we make a guess,
But there’s no
way around.
The unknown leaves us all agog,
Some turn to God
for hope.
The cults arise, the dark obscures
That for which
we grope.
But they are there, the subtle points,
and some can
see the shift,
A different place, a different space
That project their
hints of rift.
Now I see the sparkling rays,
So soothing on my
eyes,
They spin right through and carry code
And there remains no lies.
