In daylight

P.C :- RXC # 328

i know not of a day,
when blooming wasn’t an option,
into the blue skies,
the gust of zephyr takes flight,
resplendent as the,
kites that forage from morning –
till dusk takes light-
into vastness of this universe bright.
the empire rises and falls-
and a warrior erupts, not to prove her mettle,
but a day depends,
on her becoming a part with the universe,
she engulfs you in
daylight, and then, you call her life.

Poetry form :- An American Sonnet ( Like a traditional Spencerian or Shakespearean sonnet, an American sonnet is shortish (generally 14 lines, but not necessarily!), discursive, and tends to end with a bang, but there’s no need to have a rhyme scheme or even a specific meter.)

Acknowledgements :- Written in response to RXC # 328 and Day 27 of Na Po Wri Mo where our prompt is to write a poem using the American Sonnet form. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.