North Carolina Morning
Troubled with the weary world
and all the things that plague a girl
She stole a star-embedded sky
to turn her halfway right
The peaceful morning brings its light
to hungry squirrels and cardinals bright
Seeds to scatter, dreams to shatter
and absent, abstract thoughts that matter
Solid in determination
to fight her soul's elimination
Crying under glassy water
Tortured songs and hopes to carry
Fallen deep inside.
Creation visits but never lingers
It stirs you 'till you're fully centered
Alive with each new golden thought
Collected in the time you bought.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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