Another Day
Why dream we so of fertile flowered valleys
Streams that lie outside Heart’s watching door
Away from foot and hand embracing
Same yin/yang feelings within wandering mind
Lying into nothing mores.
Is this boredom of life-living just repeating reason
For lack-lustered colors repeating so in dry sun-less days
Thanks be then to push opened eyes out forever-questing
To far afield where better, singing treasures lay.
Quick, let’s find something more, new, fresh to follow…
As early Sun breaks through my lazy gaze
Aha, thought I, a smile well forming
To sing again of life’s sweet purpose raised
Into my own creating sweet forever Mornings...
A way...a way, away to stay away
To live, to Live, a bettered free-choice day.
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