Morning Waking Moment

The view of the morning light I wake in the way of the days rift But though my foot lays my sight It lays on my floor to lift Yawning to keep in reality for the day My eyes open to the day at last Noise that keep on the way Keeps my life in the world cast The waking morning waking bite Every morning has the same life My heart pounding gives a right To cut my breakfast with a knife With passion to enjoy my food My morning ritual of attitude It is part of me that shows good In a prayer I show my gratitude