Daybreak

Daybreak!
Again!
Yet I thought I'd never see another
'til the world's end.
But somewhere someone knew;
Rejoicing, praying, interceding for me.
Living in darkness,
yet dreading the night.

Tho' the sun rises but once a day
the day may break
twice.

I dream, hope, desire
for that one unique break
when the scudding clouds scatter,
scurry as a fissure opens the sky.

A figure appears, glorious, aglow, golden sight,
'midst a background of stark, living white.
The rustle of infinite wings whisper a prelude...
Then a shout, a trumpets commanding blare,
a voice reverberates through all space, all ages,
with a mighty marvelous name...

A bride in white, unwrinkled purity;
a blush, elation, she lifts her face, her arms...
She's gone!