Dawn

Dawn breaks, what does it really break?
A fracture-apocalypse on a starry landscape
Like a marooned soul discovering a raft
What I used to be, is leaving me this night.

And I'm as free as my imagination lets me be
As the moss slides down my new born wings,
I finally know what being a rolling stone means.

Life's a drum-roll today,
The one beyond the sixth
The pieces are falling off,
Those which didn't fit
I can only smile,
For there wouldn't be another back-flip
I'm borrowing a moment out,
Let this smile settle on me.