The dreams hover
My grace found me
The kiss of the dew
Against the green foliage
The buds shake off their petals
Releasing the beauty of within
Their sweet self ready
To engage in the whispers of the morn
Say no more
Footsteps come closer
Overhead the bright orange shines
Shaking off the lethargy





The birds flap away
The bees swing by
The cats stretch out the last bits off
The fishes wiggle away
The mute, a voice of their own
Treasuring the streaks of light
That bring forth the new opportunity
To cancel the mistakes of yesterday
To empower themselves
To revitalize their aching bones
Take a new pose
Smile away the dark clouds.





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