Dawn

Dawn opened my window, came into my room stumbling Sent my alphabet block dream castle crumbing Fumbling for the light switch, singing in pitch with the lark She moves slow And graceful Pulling the stitch that holds me to the dark I stood stark and bare against the morning like a babe The cool air, bewildering Like freedom on a slave I was saved beyond all reckoning or repair She moves so slow and graceful Killing with kindness the nightmares