Dawn Spellby Ken McKeon
I am the blue air open sky today,     I bear the seed of light, The living dawn core radiance,     The break up of the night spell, The unwavering build     Of the forward driving Mantric day rush,  The loom first known in gull cry,     Sensed by eye lift And tongue riff,     They all derive with me, We share the birthstone,     As common As a calendar,     But a lot better, I observe the silent pelican     As it cores the breaking wave,  I fly through too     To demonstrate The certainty     Of my beating heart, Doing so used to shake me up,     Not any more. |