DAWN by Caroline Mellor

Dawn

by Caroline Mellor

And when you first stepped out
into the pink blush of dawn
did you feel the soft, dew-soaked earth
rise to kiss your feet?
Did you notice the trees
breathe blessings down upon you
in luminous bundles of green and gold,
how every breath of woodsmoke, mist and mulch
filled your lungs like a cool river?
Did you feel yourself attached somehow
to each fading star of night
like a puppet held on threads of silver light?
And when the beautiful future
which you dreamed of so long
down that hard broken road
finally burst over the horizon
and tumbled towards you like a wave —
Were you ready to catch it?

*This poem appears in the author's debut, newly released poetry collection The Honey in the Bones: Poems to Rewild the Soul , Golden Dragonfly Press, Dec. 2022. For a copy of your own, click here.

Caroline Mellor lives in East Sussex, U.K. with her husband and two children. Her writing has featured in Braided Way, The Green Parent, Women's Spiritual Poetry, Rebelle Society, Scary Mommy, Elephant Journal, Scribe and P.S. I Love You. Her first book of poetry, The Honey in the Bones, will be published by Golden Dragonfly Press in December 2022. You can connect with Caroline on her website here, or on facebook.

*For submission guidelines, click here.*

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