Morning Light

Morning Light I begin to wonder how my morning has started The prayer I have been longing to say The wish I've been keeping all day Bring me again to a pattern, I never finish to play It is another day but is there a change The way the sunrise shifts to the corner of the sky? The background of the earth varies everyday, I agree But does the landscape in my thoughts ever alter? If I chose things perfectly yesterday Am I assured to spend my dawn time confidently? Although the fog litters around today and mist distorts the image Each time the outline carves out, I'm here again to grip What was lost the other day; what was not done the last day If tomorrows cannot forgive and rectify, I am standing in this porch Barely bathed by the morning light, shaded in the shadow of my past.