The day breaks over the trees, beyond the lake below.
Of pain or joy? What shall it be? Can I ever know?
Like time itself the sun will rise with the speed of eternal light.
I face this changing wisp of time the choice of my own plight.
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The day breaks over the trees, beyond the lake below. Today I turn my head away reject heartbreak and sorrow. High in the sky the light will rise with warm and life to give. I take it now, it is my choice, with joy and peace to live. this is really a beautiful poem. daybreak, your sorrows but at the end you end up in hope. this poem becomes very positive... that is the beauty of this poem.. thank you dear poet. tony