I Gaze Towards An Eastern Place
~
Morning light now comes to glow
on weary smiles and waking eyes
As ribbons of a crimson flow
paint dawn upon these early skies
I gaze towards an eastern place,
so far and yet so near to me
In hopes of dreams I long to trace,
such beauty for my eyes to see
And as the heavens cast their shine,
a canvas tinted sapphire blue
This wondrous day again is mine
as I awake to thoughts of you
~
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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