The illusion of dawn
Comes in with sleep,
From under night gown
And futures to keep;
All is of the new light
That gives you a day,
So you can start a flight
And make it your way.

The illusion like oceans
With billows and waves,
To bring your devotions
- Each of its conclaves,
You are to start and rise
Then up into your own,
Throw the first day dice
Give the color and tone.

The illusion is there
To feel in your first sight,
Take way or share
What is wrong and right;
All is for its intention
- Quite differently across,
Comes to apprehension
When the dices you toss.

Peter S. Quinn

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-illusion-of-dawn-from-rhythmicon-50-lead-sheets-with-poems/