Sunrise

The sun arrives each pristine morning
      to mark the break of day,
She ushers in a new beginning
      in a silent intrepid way.

Ascending slowly in the sky,
      along an unseen line,
Going forth and rising high
     upon the land she'd shine.

On the days of equinox
      vernal and autumnal,
Sunrise comes at time o'clock
     when days and nights are equal.

During summer solstice day
      she rises very early,
Traversing skies for a longer stay
     and sets reluctantly.

But on cold winter solstice day,
      she loathes the early dawn,
Instead, she makes her own delay
      to bring forth a later morn.

Over and over again she appears
      each time at break of day,
We welcome sunrise without fear
     in every place we stay.

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#MyWritersPoetryPrompt
27th / 2019

Sunrise