The Day's Envisagement Poem by Yaroslav Shtets

The shades did brighten the morning path,
When the sun did show its lustrous, early grasp;
So as you wake, can see it clear, and go for a stroll with abundancy gear,
When it's utterly cold but nothing can interfere;
You craved for the feeling - it could not disappear,
Though the stepping felt so plain and mere,
Aloft, the sun did face its winter's fear - barely collapse;

The flakes of snow - miraculous features,
Fell from the altitude sky, touching limbs and part of the gear - hardly did they ever appear;
And the subtle realisation did come at the time,
When the sky faltered its rigorous outcry - the weather was fine,
The sun was dwelling in the dusk, though it wasn't the same - I did not want it to pass;

But the night showed up - the sun was repelled to its cycle,
It was over again - I could hardly believe - the moment did pass;
Though the air was weakly displaced - it made the relapse;
The day would come - what a relief - so live with no expectations but actions - they do define.