I'm awakened to another morning
Graced from slumber
By the beautiful whispers
Of the dawning Divine
Another day
Gifted with breath
To share love, light and peace
The morning song of feathered frequency
Scatters about my ears
Soothes the silia
Through the sound of winged majesty
The poetry of nature needs no words
It sings in syllables of serendipity
The flight of wind
Caresses my substance
In the blossoming of light
Hearing within the silence
Singing within the song
A choir of chlorophyll
With a photosynthetic chorus
The harbinger of Harmony
In the harbor of my cerebrospinal waters
Washing wisdom upon my shores
Serenading the sand of time in fluid fascination
Visceral verisimilitudes
Birds, like fish in the air,
Swim into silent flight
And I drown into life
Swallowing my beloved
In waves of wonder
I am under, over, above and beyond
Not only In the flow
I Am the flow
No longer do I strive to awake
I am constantly being awakened
I no longer arise in the morning
The morning arises in me.