COLD UNHOLY HOUR

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COLD UNHOLY HOUR

(Reminiscent of Quakers Hill Days)

The dawn looks serene 

and the air is soft 

and refreshing.

The veil of darkness 

slowly rises - a curtain 

opening to a new day.

Ruminating...

the years gone by...

Just wondering

how one soul

had bravely went out 

to walk

in her solitary company

hours, before dawn time

to travel to work.

There were fears 

to be subdued 

and courage to grasp; 

praying for a throng 

of Angels 

to watch over her,

until she reached 

her destined place 

to safety and back.

Alone, 

waiting for the train 

to come in a seemly 

dimmed station, 

quivering in the cold 

unholiness 

of the wee hour.

©Leah C. Dancel

Copyright©November 18, 2017

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SH-Australia

(That particular part of memory has recently been re-enacted during a day trip to a "meeting place" called Kamberra, for what is known today as Canberra, the Federal Capital City of Australia.)

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Photos: Grabbed from Visit Canberra