a new dawn chorus heard
a new morning of delight towards the end
a new blessing over my head
and a new gift enwrapped in my hands
I shall unwrap it soon
for it cried words of plea
to revel in what it holds
yet my heart fears for what it might hold
I shall await till aurora of right moment
From dawn to dusk
new gift nestled within my palms
unopened but adorned my life
my heart alights on its joys
for I felt it as an eternal gift
But as the new sun bids farewell
an old song of birds heard
an old dusk of rues towards the end
blessings over my head shall fade away
unopened the new gift vanishes into dusk
too late, the right moment never did come.