Drifting gently from dream time
Into the chill of a starry morning
Last night’s visions slipping into the black
The feelings linger filling me with light
Reaching always deeper
Finding purchase in beautiful comprehension
No resistance, just moving with the tides of morning
Into the beauty of the coming sun
I relish the thought of golden light
Like music to my soul and dancing on a breeze
I let go of the night and treasure the morning’s gentle foot steps
Bathing me in the warmth of a brand new day
(c) 2011 words/photo
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