But Now the Day Is Dawning
But now the day is dawning,
Remaining birds now sing,
The deepening blue of morning
Tomorrow ushers in.This day I have for working,
A few will be my tasks;
As smoke from chimneys rising,
‘Of what will be?’ I ask.This test will just determine
What You already know –
If growths in lungs are stable,
If growing, fast or slow.I see the gilded hillside
Across the valley shore;
The dog and lady walking,
She turns – no time for more;The traffic at the corner;
The treetops now lit up;
How much of life now seeing
Will fill my daily cup?'Tis halfway through this Omer –
My fifty days of time –
I hit my marks with photos,
And I am feeling fine.The school bus with its children,
Light flashing from above –
A busload of potential
And parents’ target love.We guide and bridge our fellows
To our community;
Then, poof! We're gone, and leave them
Their way to make and see.I doubt that it's now ending
The markers low it seems;
But even if it's over
How great these months have been.Did not expect to be here
This time one year ago;
But here I am, now living,
With bursts of life now so.I feel this day a-dawning
Both here and larger pix
And hear those cattle bawling
No way their way to fix.So I pick up my hammer,
My camera, and my pen;
And do this day before me
And face tomorrow – then.navigation