Golden Fire

I welcome meditation hour it comes today at 4 AM the night inspires a secret power much like a royal diadem I will be king until the dawn my kingdom is yet fast asleep the moon casts shadows on the lawn like dreams or cats that quietly creep my dawns are mostly golden now and when the eastern glow appears I think about the why and how for dawn must come to banish fears I cherish night but with the sun my subjects wake and rise from bed I bless them when the night is done as if they're rising from the dead a humble bench provides my throne I'll be there with the bright sunrise the king who worships the unknown and golden fire and morning skies