Back to the Sunrise

Back to the sunrise, the pleasure of dew.
Early morning streaming into yet another hue
of pure delight. Enlightenment is never far away.
Forever does each cycle of a day bring blossoms
that we never really knew before.

Step outside the door yet once again,
and this time come to know
the early morning as your friend.
Do you sense the scent of night
just fading yet again into a day
of dreams come true for you...?

Golden rose, the hues of innocence.
How they abound within this early morning
round of just awakening again. 'Tis then
that we're allowed to see it true.
All the love of I and you, united.

Back to the sunrise, the pleasure of dew.
Early morning streaming into yet another hue
of pure delight. Enlightenment is never far away.
Forever does each cyclic day bring blossoms
into being through our hearts....

? Michaelette ?

8/28/2002
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