Dawn's Promise

On the canvas of the midnight sky,

Shadows dance and darkness reigns, inked in the darkest obsidian hue.

In moonlit alleyways, a symphony of silence.

The night wears tight like a silk veil.

A flying echo chamber for the owl,

Dreams play out in the mind of the sleeper.

We frequently discover realities in the dark.

But do not despair amid the inky sea, for that is the crucible where stars are free.

They glitter and glow in the nothingness.

In the shadows of the night, a silent guide.

A night so gloomy and devoid of light,

A magnificent scene that foreshadows the dawn.

Because the bigger the darkness, the greater the calm.

Before the sun rises in Psalm

Look eastward now to notice how the colors mix.

The blackness begins to fray and fade,

Initially a whisper, then a roar,

As the hues of dawn start to emerge.

The crimson sky begins to sing,

Only the dawn can offer this tune,

From sapphire evening to opal morning,

It's sworn that a world has been reborn in light.

And so, as the story progresses,

The brightest sun rises after the darkest night.

A symbol of life's arduous struggle,

After the darkest darkness, there will be light.