Morning sun rises over my block, Bee’s rise up, Covering Dawn’s sky, Early on before morning bird opens eye, Why, oh why, Please come with me, On this journey down mirrors journey, As the Morning sun rises, over we, The lost and yearning, Sing to Morning’s sweet grace, Journey on, Music carrying us with glee,…


Glittering in the realm of impossiblity, Fluttering past dew embedded flowers, Beds of petals wisp in the Breeze, Easily floating on uplifted wings, Spreading fairy dust all about, Shouting out loud in glee, Happily flying here and there, Everywhere an absolute beauty.