Greeting The Sun Struck Day
Greeting the sun struck day.
Now Unfolding myself,
Stretching out the creases,
Winking, blinking tired eyes.
Brain fog slowly ceases.
Greeting the sun struck day.
Exuberance sets in.
There, for what lies ahead.
Plan a course of action.
Decide which road to tread.
Greeting the sun struck day.
Should I take the high road,
Where fragrant plumage grows,
Or is the low road best,
Where sparkling water flows?
Greeting the sun struck day.
A road that leads nowhere,
Is quite another choice,
As to the track I take.
Up to my inner voice.
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