today is filled with
today is filled with
the ashes of my mistakes
ripples on water
today is filled with
the ashes of my mistakes
ripples on water
abruptly awake
a day's possibilities
chilled down to the bone
sometimes it's needed
innocence personified
nothing to see here
to be etheric
and swim where the aether leads
oh to be a cloud
a stroke of the brush
and the clouds are painted pink
the end of this day
crashing into now
to wake in tangled beddings
need a bigger stick
a new day is here
and the dice have left the cup
chance is all about
in the quiet dark
feel the rustling of trees
disturbing our calm
bring forth a focus
for there are tasks to be done
to light the fires
that moment of change
to walk among the drizzle
and then comes the rain