The crack of dawn-
ahead of me lies a day of hope
of the many accomplishments
of the impossible dreams
A sense of calm prevails.

A routine to stick to
a "things-to-do" list,
and of course the routine of
burning ambitions, muted dejections
and hopeless yearnings.

And the security of that routine.
a fierce sense of self protection
a mocking masochistic pride
a frightened, lost traveller.

In the dim light of dawn
i gather myself.
the rational world beckons-
an insane beckoning.
A different me for every dawn.
A sense of calm prevails.