By first light of day,
by Dawn's Early Light
take in the wonder and the glory
and, if words be birds,
see if the fledglings might take flight
into heights i could not have imagined
into places i've never been,
cloaked in mystery and illusion
sometimes wonder if i still dream
and the waking might disturb the message
which at times i don't understand
claim no answers, only questions
and i come with open hands
and open mind
and last, but not least, my open heart
for this is where the journey begins
a plaintive, hopeful sigh
and only good intentions on my part...
03-07-10
by Dawn's Early Light
take in the wonder and the glory
and, if words be birds,
see if the fledglings might take flight
into heights i could not have imagined
into places i've never been,
cloaked in mystery and illusion
sometimes wonder if i still dream
and the waking might disturb the message
which at times i don't understand
claim no answers, only questions
and i come with open hands
and open mind
and last, but not least, my open heart
for this is where the journey begins
a plaintive, hopeful sigh
and only good intentions on my part...
03-07-10
No comments:
Post a Comment