"dream" As i Awake in the morning,i become aware, of the sound of the lark,singing on high. The rustle of the wind ,as it soughs ,and sighs. I open my curtain,the sun is streaming through. I blink to clear what my eyes perceive. A butterfly is chasing the morning breeze. I take in the smell only morning can bring. My lungs are filling,my heart will burst, nature is impacting,my senses are reeling, i try to hold on to this sensuous feeling. The sun is fully up,the sounds are changing. The bubble has burst ,the day is aging. The sound of a car horn now impacts on my dream. I am now wide awake, to observe the scene. Another day has begun, i think it looks like rain. Copyright © ken newman
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 06:13:45 +0000
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