Daybreak

On barefoot yet before the day

dressed up in dew and greet the grass

of gold and diamonds full, the tree

with rainbows upon and around

the sand spinning out in grains

on my instep there’s a bit of daybreak                                                  

and crusts from the night before

through my ear sounds the corn

the singing of the stalks

it’s the magpie that steals the light

and is screeching in his flight

of a whole new start.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

30/10/2014