The internal clock,

ticking to a different beat.

Eyes wide open,

the rays of light, peeking over the horizon.

Flights of birds,

still yet to awaken.

Rainbow of blooms,

still yet to unravel.

The first chirp of the morning,

sharp, crisp, cutting through the cool air,

“It’s morning! It’s morning!”

it says, cheerfully singing.

The body, ever so quietly lays,

heart beating,


bringing movement to —

cells, emotions,

awareness, life.

The dawn of a new day.

The start of endless possibilities.