In the early morning darkness <br />When time was yet to come <br />In frozen air suspended <br />The word was fast a-sleep <br /> <br />A warm and gentle breeze <br />Made ripples in the waters face <br />From east came seeds of light <br />And touched the sleeping mind <br /> <br />The light was innocent and bright <br />In harmony the birds were singing <br />But evil shadows soon were cast <br />And songs rang out of tune <br /> <br />Dark clouds were piling up <br />The sun went out of sight <br />Heavy waves raised up at sea <br />And empty ships were drifting <br /> <br />A storm of thunder came this way <br />Bolts of lightning struck the earth <br />No place to hide no place to go <br />When rain began to fall <br /> <br />In time the storm came to its rest <br />The ocean settled like a mirror <br />A precious stone could now be seen <br />Once hidden in the sea <br /> <br />Far from evening's silent fall <br />I gazed in wonder at the starry night <br />When the wind from the hiding sun <br />Sparked flames in the northern light <br /> <br />With broken seals of ancient book <br />All hidden secrets were revealed <br />And in my heart a pounding sound was felt <br />Like bells of freedom chiming <br /> <br />Copyright © 2008 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved<br /><br />Göran Gustafsson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-morning-darkness/
