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.