First light
Not very bright
That hint of a glimmer that shatters the night
Silence
The world is tense
In gath'ring its power for the thick of the fight
Just now
A pregnant pause
Awaiting the chances which come with the dawn
Run! Rush!
Rustles in brush!
I heard them so near but they're just out of sight!
Quiet now
Spread tbrough the breeze
Hatched in the darkness, come dawn and they're gone
These secret reasons fleeing every which way
To give their truth
To the day
The penetrating soul might with care perceive
Hidden meanings
At first light
