No Regrets

Alas this morning brought such unforeseen sorrow Break of dawn the light before the morrow Call of the lark as skies change from black to blue Dusk settled after midnight as I left you Encounters painful in the cold light of day Forgiving the actions of the night and foolish play Grieve not for the games of the weak of heart Harken to the promise of the Lark Intentions often tend to pale against the truth Just as I tried and failed not to lie to you Kiss of the rose with thorns to cut and bleed Let loose the venom pulsing inside on which hate feeds Master the night and the morning will hold no fear Nor regrets to settle ever closer near Offer unto the stars, the moon, the skyline too Promises if this day could start anew Question the cosmic design of which were drawn Rise unto the heavens from whence new life was born Surpass the expectations made of you Temptation but the tears of morning dew Undress before the mirror and reveal Victorious the inner child now kneels Welcome home sweet consciousness of mine Xmas such a beautiful loving time Yuletide brings the need for all to meet Zealously my new beginning I rush to greet.