sunrise

A Poem by sammy

a quickly-written piece of love.

while i lay sleeping, the trumpets played
for the sunrise that has made me stay
and for those hours i lay awake,
prepared for the days i wish would break.
until then, i will stir the soup
spinning our hearts in a sequent loop
adding love to the time we have had,
and to the times that will drive us mad.
but with patience, i will overflow
over this love that forever grows
you'll see me watch what will always hurt,
my heart will stay steadily alert.
and on the bay side i'll look above
to our great god's freely-flying dove
i'll want to wake then, praying to the sun
for love and kindness toward everyone
and one more thing, before the sun sets
understanding for my strange life debts,
i'll ask the Great One to free my heart
and force this great pain to soon depart.
while i slept, this pain could only grow
out of the bed and toward this window,
where i will see you sipping from the pot
that which brought us the life we've sought
hand wrought, it had to adjust
from the black rain that caused it to rust
but beneath the waves, the ocean stirs
a shaken beginning born without words
that's where you'll find me, awake so late
for the sunrise i anticipate.