Grateful morning attests the fall of stars,
as light pervades in shards of glorious golden hues,
praising the blue of days return,
and horizon shimmers and glitters in new resolve,
as beginnings mark each cause and plight
in the new light of blessings.
Gone the silent night, the woven dreams
of minds insightful meandering,
enhancing the flow of consciousness,
in quiet resolutions of past,
each an epiphany to last in hope
and to embrace the undulations of living.
Like coloured strings they rose
from beds to heaven’s gate,
dreams amassed in thoughts
and like luminous beams sated the gentle skies
in swallow of all they bear,
and in release, they bare the hearts of dreamers.
The stars become kites, glittering flights
attached by colored dreams,
finding place in eternal streams
and in myriad hues alight the darkness to a fireworks
of thoughts expressed so heart-felt and inspiring,
to bring the somber night to life.
But now, night in faded past, takes leave,
and day explodes with ardor, a fine birth of possibility
opened to any soul attuned,
and non-one assumes anything,
as limits are for imprisoned minds, bound by their kind,
rather than souls in freedom of their kind address.
Grateful morning gives praise to the night,
its cathartic process a human life of worth,
and each soul wakes to a start,
gone the days of past, now the gift of insight,
a new light to guide the way,
a path of wonder, an infinity of choices.
And each day is a blessing to take to heart,
to explore and more, be present,
ambivalence a wasted pause in time,
to imbue the views the vistas shown,
to own your place in this seemingly impossible truth
we call life.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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