There is a Beautiful stillness of Morning… So Still. So Silent… I lay still listening as She welcomes Me…

MORNINGS’ BEAUTY

LIMITLESS

Looking through Mornings’ haze I see the glare of Life…

So..,

Taunting;

Taunting me to arise from the ashes of yesterday.

Agitating melodies of Life breaks forth stirring up a dormant silence…

The Canvas beckons me to step into the hands of Today…

To Embrace Her…

To scribe upon Her the flashes of Lifes vibrant, colorful, decisions…

Wisdom embraces me gently soothing my educated experience;

Teaching me the values of each Gift Life presents.

Each moment in Time…

She teaches me to understand that Time bends to them that wield its continuous melody.

Using it to form a symphonic vibration woven into each Day…

Woven into the poetic breezes of,

TODAY