Upon the moment of hesitation she inspects her hair, <br />She takes in the sunlight that beam from her eyes <br />As she swoons in honour of her reflection. <br />She’s lost in adoration, resisting the motion to rise. <br /> <br />We must choose our path before dawn rises from her sleep <br />This is no time for waiting, for the night keeps watch within our shadows<br /><br />David Lacey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-keeps-watch-within-our-shadows/
