Celebration

Between the solemn sun's gradual rise and galloping set,
alive was endless exuberance which to I eagerly did connect.
That day of delightful distance from the routine's dubious sameness
was the turn I savored, celebrating consciously but with an untamedness.
Liberated from my pain, my eyes did their clarity regain,
and aware I was of the lovely people that melted my disdain.
In my ears poured the pleasing hum of a crowd immersed in words,
so consoling was their buzzing as the cherished songs of delicate birds.
The day of celebration I yearned for eternity it to extend,
for it unlocked within me jubilance, to my outlook a great ascend.