I would rather wake while <br />the dawn rushes me, <br />to move in the stillness <br />of divine placement- <br />and know that clouds will always stare in silence <br />as I return home. <br /> <br />where mother earth and sister sky meet, <br />yes, the sun prepares to sleep- <br />where angels glide unseen, yet I know them, <br />yes, the wind <br />I have felt the movement of their wings. <br /> <br />Oh day! awaken anew. <br />breathe upon the yawning mountains, the sleepy fields, <br />breathe upon the road <br />I must travel, far from here - <br />take me where the sun prepares to sleep <br /> <br />To death, to death- <br />we all must die<br /><br />Amberlee Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-the-sun-sleeps/
