The Lost Traveller who has found her entourge again...

and for whom silence is the only companion.

Dawn!


It was that hour
When the birds left their nests
When the rays peeped through the curtains
When the wind turned its face

When the lovers tossed in their sleep
Their arms intertwined
Their lips muttering inaudible curses
To the sun intruding their privacy

It was the time I heard the cock crowing
The imam shouting his calls
The air breaking with noises
The light dispelling the darkness

It was the time,
I opened my eyes and saw dawn breaking!



Please do appreciate my sincere efforts.

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