The Sunrise Dragons

Upon this morn I awoke with eyes laden with the crust of dreams, 
The sky stained by Hadida screams

I raised my eyes to the pregnant sky, laden with the scents of dawn,
Upon tbe horizon lay the shreds of a new day, waiting to be born

As the sunrise rose to burn away the stagnant night,
I saw behind my heavy eyes a truly  wondrous sight

Maws agape and spewing fire, Dragons flew toward a pregnant sun,
Not yet birthed yet patiently awake, until the dawn was done

Fires blazed and curled, a myriad colors raged to scorch the  remnants of forgotten dreams, 
Closing my eyes the Hadida cries faded, replaced by Dragons screams

Away they flew as the horizon called, tails slashing, to the dawn they called aloud,
Twisting, curling, their fiery trails ignited the billowing cloud

Into the distance they faded, into the horizon they plunged,
Vanishing for an instant, into the glow they lunged

In claws of fire they grasped the sun, and slowly raised her to her place, 
For an instant time stood still, as her presence caressed my face

In a flash of blinding light the Dragons faded, their purpose complete at last,
For into the brightest of dawns, the fate of hope was cast