"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

30 December 2010

Patient.


Morning Of My Life

In the morning
When the moon is at it's rest
You will find me
At the time I love the best
Watching rainbows
Play on sunlight
Pools of waters
Iced from cold night
In the morning
'Tis the morning of my life

In the daytime
I will meet you as before
You will find me
Waiting by the ocean floor
Building castles
In the shifting sands
In a world
That no one understands
In the morning
'Tis the morning of my life
'Tis the morning of my life

In the morning of my life
Ihe minutes take so long to drift away
Please be patient
With your life
It's only morning and you've still
To live your day

In the evening
I will fly you to the moon
To the top
Right hand corner of the ceiling in my room
Where we'll stay
Until the sunshines
Another day
To swing on clothes lines
May I be yawning
It's the morning of my life
It's the morning of my life

In the Morning.

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