Morning is breaking upon a flow of a draft.
morning is growing reaching it hands up towards me.
morning massages unwoken senses.
I feel like a daffodil in the sun
I feel I'm never too be done.
My mind is the sunlight, not too fight till the darkness
rest in peace with the creation of my new dawn.
morning is bristling scrubbing my face.
old skin drops away too show a new way.
A new day is moving, silently towards the hill.
I'm moved within.
morning believes me, it whispers softly.
tell me your wishes your secrets your desires, all your flaming fires.
yes morning is releasing a new life, releasing an old.
let go of yesterday put a new coat on and stay warm
morning is glorious, oh heavenly farther i reach up too you now, only too feel thou.
insecure i am not, too be loved i am and never too be forgot.
i gently leave behind all that has gone before.
my eternal farther has opened the door.
