Once Upon A Wakeful Dawn ~

Once upon a wakeful dawn

Chopin’s Tristesse was resounding in my ears

Like a distant echo from a dream

I felt my heart racing

I felt the heat of my blood stream

Suddenly evaporated memories started to form

Of times fraught with anxieties and fears

Why is it that I feel so much at dawn ?

Why is it that I see so much at dawn ?

I behold my naked soul longing to confess

Was it the effect of Chopin’s Tristesse ?

Yes, It was an inner mess

But as I sensed the light breeze’s caress

And the sweet touch of morn

I did not feel so forlorn

Once upon a wakeful dawn ..