I start anew in the eyes of the sun,
and glimmer golden
under the touch of your eyes,
all warm and fiery you
give me the light
i will see by,
no more blind paths in the darkness
but open arms
and vauge smiles,
all fresh like the november air
that brushes my skin
In the early morning
of my awakening.............
BladesongRaven Gehrig
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awakening-66/
