Thursday, April 7, 2011

COMES MORNING

Comes morning I awake
As reality I make
By opening my eyes upon the world
Gently I unwind
Sweep the cobwebs from my  mind
Where dreams and clouds of things unreal have swirled

I walk with the sun in my heart
And dance in its rays
Expressing the light I am inside
Where Harmony plays

I turn myself within
Touch the source of life again
And become the joy and love from which I spring
Wings of laughter rise
To awaken inner skies
To the merging into one-ness of all being

~September 30, 1993

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