As You Awake n...
With visions of a summers morn.
As golden sunlight burns away... their misty airs.
First light.
Where colours hues...
and darkest browns.....melt,
before the coming ....dawn.
Dusty shadows,
now replace the dark.
And meadow birds... Now sing,
to their hearts content.
Beauty, fills my eyes....
warms my soul.
When I see you...
Stretch and smile.
Giajl © Jim Love