Good Morning

                Beauty in the cool morning air. So
much to do yet the darkest of navy entices the
eyes to stay closed. Bounding is my mind and
tremors invoke the soul upright.

               Softly I laugh as the events of dreams
parade throughout the steam. Holding a
great need to just relax. Indeed the sweet
aromas of vanilla and mandarin oranges absorbs
through layers.

               Still though the thoughts scramble
to place importance first and decadence later
down a long list. Checking, breathing and praying.
A silence stills the mind and calm echoes
throughout my soul, mind and spirit.

             Shh if you are awake stop to listen. Hear
the beating, erratic drum pound to a slower
rhythm. Allow the hope of a grand day explore
all open, prospective opportunities.

             Soon pale is decorated by vibrance.
Radiant viewings of a happy glow. Softer and
softer are the changes of stormy slates to
that of bright cornflower. Singing songs of a
joyful whisper.

           Oh dear, how chilly the wind really is.
The frost of a breath stilled by a warm memory.
The sigh is released as the day truly begins.
Slowly the depth of midnight blue fades.
Standing here, I hold tightly upon the
spectacular start of my dreams.

         A secretive smile is placed upon chapped,
rosy lips. Anothe exhale is performed and the notes
with their long lists begin to take shape. Finally
the streaks of daylight open, ever so quietly.

         Yes, do see the hope. Do want the day to be
simple yet amazing. Yes do feel the need to hold,
to cling upon a hand, a heart. Indeed search for
all that pulls.

        Indeed. Indeed this day shall become a
breathtaking one. So what say you, dear friend,
shall this new day unfold?