poor start to the day
poor start to the day
the grumpies are visiting
grains in my coffee
poor start to the day
the grumpies are visiting
grains in my coffee
awake in the night
my dreams just drifting away
beating sounds of rain
waiting out the night
rain tapping on my window
gray light of morning
a gentle rustle
hidden in a tree's shadow
sun across the blue
in a stale future
prisoners of history
silent teardrops fall
cocooned in cold air
brightness of the morning sun
the new day's greeting
crispness in the air
under the bright morning sun
a leaf is falling
an incantation
to banish anxiety
breathe and let it be
crash into darkness
lift your eyes to the wonder
speaker for the moon
a deep quiet here
relish the morning silence
breathing in the fog