Early morning scratchings

September 19, 2012

Quiet once more
A new day dawns
Silence upon my ears
The earth yawns

Shadows of dreams
Dance in my mind
Like memories of old friends
Not seen for some time

All is still here
Mimicking my calmed heart
That has not wakened
No path it charts

Yet - choices already
I have made
Coffee, pen in hand
All is not fate

Desire what ye?
I call to my deep down soul
Echoes; a cardinal's song
The only sounds that toll

And so I turn my attention
The present gift I have
to my God in the pages
who illumines my path