Thursday, July 11, 2013

When In The Grey Morn

I woke up this morning
And I was out walking
And I stood there
Marveled at the sun
It was something that belonged
In my dreams

It was the light that faintly casted the day
Across the dormant grass
With the land rising up
To greet the sky's colour

And the crows that cawed Death
Echoing above my head

And the silent steps my soles made
A tap tapping of silent grey
In foggy breaths I asked

What if everyday was like this ?
WhAt if we lived each day wAiting
Waiting for the sun to rise
And the warmth to shine our faces?

I roamed about the subject
Until my fleeting mind left me
And all was lost into nothingness

Until all was just the morning...

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