Monday, March 19, 2012

Morning's Song

A past sweet song from the memory of you
like day light through the blinds
rolling over to morning's song

and the road that leads to my mind
disturbing the restlessness
of peace, and dreams that took me away;

but the song of light reminds me that no peace I’ll find,
awakening to the illusion that senses bring
never seeing the hour so bright

and the ache so blue,
next to morning's blue like the clouds that separate
reawakening my sight

reuniting paths split as softly as drifting,
once again, to inviting my dreams
in spite of what I have already lost.

{a.currie}
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