MORNING rises to a dawn of a new day
your spirit canvassing for an
unconscious state of ease,
a SOLACE where no noise can impede,
SUNLIGHT YAWNS a gentle warmth
thru its BLEND of RAYS,
chirping birds prelude the opening
curtains of your mind,
it’s the REALITY OF YOUR DREAM
which AWAKENS into
passionately spewed over,
into pastelly highlights,
a frolic of
prisms beaming upon the
window panes of morning’s magic.
You then drift into a CONSCIOUSNESS
Of perfect moments.
NATURE is beautiful with boundless
abstracts of still life paintings.