The Crimson Lips of Dawn

The crimson lips of dawn Have kissed the morning sky Making it turn red with blush As clouds go whisping by The colors are magnificent With hues of orange and red The yellow from the rising sun Puts night time shades to bed The ocean gives reflection With its diamond coated waves Pipers dance a ballet And the seagulls act like knaves Further in the traffic Of the city starts to flow The hustle and the bustle People moving to and fro The noise is quite abundant There's confusion all around There is no peace and quiet Only inner city sounds But then the dawn moves westward Toward the mountains and the plains The wheat feilds stand and wave their hands As breezes sing refrains This is where I long to be When lost inside my mind Nesting with the eagles In a lonely mountain pine Or camped along the riverside Fishing with the bears I'll build a dam with beavers And I'll climb some mountain stairs And I'll chase the sun. If must, I'll run To reach the western sea To find if crimson lips will kiss The setting sun for me Rockman :-)