A Simple Opening

                   The normal span of one moment in a lifetime
spends so slowly. Not wasting, nor disappearing instantly.

                   So open are the eyes. So out of tune was the
soul. Ah the first day of a much needed relaxation.
So hopeful are the plans. So joyous are the endless
possibilities, unfolding are the opportunities.

                   Simple as the day unclutters the sleeping
eyes, the light begins to play. Trickling slices of sunshine
into carved, square glass of millions.

                  The twirling on tiptoes, begins. The stretches
of tightened muscles and the laughter of a little
child echoes throughout the room. The radiant smile
brightens pale rosy lips.

                  So much happiness thrives inside my thunderous,
beating heart, the veins. The shocks of energy surge
throughout my soul and overwhelming parts of love
ooze from my soaring spirit.

                  Today is moving to unhinge all that has
weighed me down. So free, I long to be, of the building
dust.

                  Here I stand listening to a light melody
of the wind pressing against the window. Slight
clicking noise arise from the closed door to my room,
begging my curosity to entertain a thought.

                  The sunlight entices my mind to wonder
over the trail to open the front door. My thoughts
hold upon the cool air sprays to shock all senses. The
tremors that vibrate increase the need to smile,
to inhale a roll of laughter.

                   Oh yes my soul shivers, screaming, at the
freshness embracing. My lungs rejuvenate over
the stinging breaths. Another smile spreads widely
across my pale, freckled face. Captivating the
view of a radiant morning sky.

                  Yes I, too, shine. The softest of glow
is found inside brilliant blues. The levels of unbound
volumes are displayed.

                   The plans of the day are prepared.
So precious are the hopes. So gentle are the seconds
passing by. I say my prayer to my Father, Jehovah
as the rays of light find my face, kissing and
warming every inch.

                   Oh the prospects, the projected hopes
of this day, begin. The flavors of the unyielding
dreams spill out before my eyes, tickling the mind.

                   Oh my dear friend, I hope for some part
of the day you feel the jolt of energy I am exerting.
I can only hope, dream that you find joy and
tons of happiness. I can pray that laughter and
love embrace you in, at least, one tiny moment to
uplift and hold you tightly.

                Indeed a wonderful day, yes?