Here you will find the Poem The True Dawn of poet Leon Gellert
Go, false dawn, that cometh as a child With yellow curls! Hast never known the wild Unhallowed cry of night! Go hence! I did not wish for pearls Of dimpled innocence Upon this floor. Go! They blinding light But leaves the darkness deeper than before. Go, false dawn, that cometh as a bride In virgin white And brimming eyes so wide With trust, and void of fears! Depart! Thou hast not known the night! Repose thy willing heart At whiter stairs. Go! Before thy tears Bestain they veil, and deepen these my cares. Come, true dawn, that creepeth from the foul Unclean abyss With weary arms! The cowl Is as the cowl of night. Art here! I feel thy tired kiss. And feel each falling tear Upon these sands. Come! Thy glimmered light Shall guide my eyes, and guide my trembling hands.
