08-31-2013, 11:58 PM
At night I contemplate past lives,
with dawn comes a new day and a new birth.
The sun climbs it’s way to noon sky,
As sprouts grow up from sunlit earth.
Night retreated through the window,
leaving what it held in morning blue.
Now hear the songs of the sparrow.
Step out into the morning dew.
Through the treetops sunlight dances,
calling all the chipmunks and squirrels to rise.
As I take my first dawn glances,
I can find a new day, and a new life.
"First Morning Glances" (first morning edit)
At night I lay down with closed eyes,
till daybreak brings a bright new birth.
The sun climbs its way to noon sky,
as sprouts shoot up from sunlit earth.
Night’s dark veil faded out the window,
leaving all it held in morning blue.
I hear the song of the precious sparrow,
as I step out into morning dew.
Sunlight shines through the leafy branches,
calling all the small critters to rise.
So when I take my first morning glances,
I can find new day and a new life.
Second Edit
"First Morning Glances"
At night I contemplate through closed eyes.
When I wake, I feel a bright new birth.
The sun treks its way to noon sky,
as sprouts shoot up from sunlit earth.
Night’s dark veil faded out the window,
leaving all it held in morning blue.
I hear the song of the precious sparrow,
as I step out into morning dew.
Sunlight shines through the leafy branches,
drawing out the creatures of the trees.
So as I take my first morning glances,
I leave contemplations with my dreams
with dawn comes a new day and a new birth.
The sun climbs it’s way to noon sky,
As sprouts grow up from sunlit earth.
Night retreated through the window,
leaving what it held in morning blue.
Now hear the songs of the sparrow.
Step out into the morning dew.
Through the treetops sunlight dances,
calling all the chipmunks and squirrels to rise.
As I take my first dawn glances,
I can find a new day, and a new life.
"First Morning Glances" (first morning edit)
At night I lay down with closed eyes,
till daybreak brings a bright new birth.
The sun climbs its way to noon sky,
as sprouts shoot up from sunlit earth.
Night’s dark veil faded out the window,
leaving all it held in morning blue.
I hear the song of the precious sparrow,
as I step out into morning dew.
Sunlight shines through the leafy branches,
calling all the small critters to rise.
So when I take my first morning glances,
I can find new day and a new life.
Second Edit
"First Morning Glances"
At night I contemplate through closed eyes.
When I wake, I feel a bright new birth.
The sun treks its way to noon sky,
as sprouts shoot up from sunlit earth.
Night’s dark veil faded out the window,
leaving all it held in morning blue.
I hear the song of the precious sparrow,
as I step out into morning dew.
Sunlight shines through the leafy branches,
drawing out the creatures of the trees.
So as I take my first morning glances,
I leave contemplations with my dreams