Outside glows with morning sun, breeze, life
Force the outside into lungs with breaths deep
Chest high and nostrils flared and ready.
Sliding over skin to caress carelessly the waking,
taking and tempting of the morning rise
inside now occupied by spaces automatically filled
with truth on leaves that circle the path less trod.
Green shrubbery faints and mist dissipates to
blues and white dots, of shall we cover the sun or not?
Nature walks towards me
willing me only and softly to use its
parched surface as canvas for my fleeting moments.
Be Kind and Share…