Dawn & Dusk

Cathedral of joy
Such iridescence
Its blooms of elation
Give a pure, sweet essence

My glowing beacon
A communal rock
Accepts even the haunting
Of a night-time fox

Beaming boulevards
Bend to reach
Yearning to lead to
That beloved street

Raindrops patter
Tap on stained glass
Asking if they will be
Let in at last

I go to my cathedral
Each night before I sleep
And it makes sure I have
The most wonderful of dreams