Morning shifts the stars with rays
and the sun a clear sky kissed,
track of the night with dewy drops
the day as a wizard erased.
And in prayer my heart strops
before the celebration of nature-word
may God keep me in the moment at least,
splits when life is like a flower bloomed...
And when every speck and wight
this music of awakening loves
so our destingy gives us and lift freigth
insight and pure thougth attracts,
Now with one hope thirsted
I'm ready to give wings to my dreams,
vow to myself being alwyes traveled
and spirit of excitement to remise...