WAITING FOR THE DAWN

WAITING FOR THE DAWN
Awaiting thedawn,
the moon slept in cold,
And the sparkling
tiny stars becomes old,
embraced life,
under the clouds  in bold
nurturing  your
buds of love unfold,
Let us row the boat of hope
and the life sail continues
sometimes along with the wind;
other times against the mind
but we both must sail through
and not to drift at all
nor lie at anchor........
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI