Dawn Leaned Out – Poem by Mary Helen

 

Dawn leaned out from heavy slumbering depths,

Surveyed again the inert silent Om,  –

But finding only long impervious night

She turned away toward aeons deep with sleep,

Then paused, –  as if some giant unseen hand

Was laid upon her should to detain.

Again her vastness turned, the question loomed,

And slowly uncoiled the spirit of her strength;

A thunderous might rose up and suddenly

A single ray pierced down, set fire the sky

And shattered the upturned sleeping soul of man.

 

And rivers of shimmering molten gold

Ran streaming through yesterday's night.