Dawn And Flame

• Yuri Han, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2022

Curls of marigold,
Touch hands with the igniting glory above.
Bound to thrive in a kingdom of,
The pale yellow and their crimson fringes.
Forever to shatter in their isolation.
The rivers of daybreak amongst the dawn,
Reach out to the gleaming beauty,
And souls of idyllic light,
Live among the darkened shallows.
The picturesque design,
Brings luminescence,
To the lands of paradise.
And like kindred deities,
They embed their runes,
Like symbols of betrayal.
And brushing the foreign flickers,
Of splintered moonlight,
I hear the music,
Of dawn and flame.