Forseen

Traveling as high as only a dream would dare
A majestic invitation of an orange glare
Arising a far off from the distant east
A wind blown warmth of a summer's breeze
Horizon illuminating, the sign of when
The dawn of a new day about to begin
The first to see the rotational spin
Providing life to the creatures within
Reaching the place with no restriction of space
A frontier said to be vastly observed
Conquered by those with steel for nerve
With each rise of a continuous flame
The dawning civilization returns to when
The things depending on that shine
Go about their movements imbedded in mind
As identical mirrors providing hunter and prey
Continued and conveyed for another day