morning ramblin’
colors bounce and reflect of mornings light dancing in a silhouette of dusk and life reborn
how many times will I awake and remember the face of the moon light covering my eyes with the glow of summer thrill of freedom unclouded by the blur of in-distinction and momentary bliss
kiss the face of the sunlight rays drifting down from the heavens calling to the inner most being of my soul what once was lost will be regained in the waking hours of a new day
a chance to build upon the foundations of come what may leap of faith trust in the spirit of truth and consequence.
