Morning spirit
joins the dance,
wakens heart
with a glance
at rising sun
colors warming
from the one…
Feel the earth
spin round and round,
see the energy
without sound,
free the heart
from tarnished bonds,
seeking freedom
in the night
to dance the dance,
within the light.
To lessen evil
in the fight,
the greater good
taking flight.
In the lesson
the word is there
circled with its own despair,
yet its meaning
lacks a flair,
for reality
to pretend…
tis not there.
Leads us to
a breaking point,
where to now?
lead the way…
strengthens us
this very day
with the victories of old.
Into the fray,
from which we’re told,
the prophets and saints
throughtout history
turn the page,
seeing what others
cannot say…
Only seen through
heart and soul,
what we’re meant,
from mother’s womb
then we waken
to the doom,
of earthly life,
without memory
lost but not
yet holding on
to the inkling
in the dawn.
With the faintest
ray of sun,
knowing at once
the plight
of each one
who wakes to ponder
existence…
in all its wonder.
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