@Mornings!!
They fill me with peace,bliss and satisfaction. The birds sore high to touch the orange blue sky ,my heart can’t hold the emotions and my eyes tear down .
How can world be this beautiful,serene and whole ?
One morning 🌞
Sitting at shore
It was still , like mirrors do
It was not blue or white but of tangarin hue.
I could see fishes fly ,and sun cool down.
As time travelled,the world was golden brown ,
With birds singing rhymes and chimes .
Lake moved a slight now, ripples danced,
In circles and curls ,up and down.
It’s green now ,trees glanced at banks
Breeze could move leaves in ranks
Serene it was ,lost in dreams of heaven
Like past holding me to present smile to future hopes
Mornings .... Ahhh...they are cool ,they heal you, open your arms welcome the tender sun just like newly born child embrace it ,the leaves un-curl the flowers bloom the struggles of past end here. Mornings are possibilities , mornings are hope , mornings are the beginning,mornings are most potent time of day.
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