Saturday, March 21, 2020

And it was a New Day --

And it was a new day,
As soft as fresh clay.

I asked myself to take breath & get to play,
Get in the sun ,take a run ,sit down & pray.

Get up , spread the arms , cover the sky ,
Shout out loud , tell the crowd ,yes I will fly.

Glide down , smell the earth , feel the green,
I Go up , sky high & smash the white screen .

Dive to gravity , feel the fear ,
Open my eyes and see it clear.

All things fun , fruitful and small ,
A extra Happy I felt during my fall.

An ocean below is ready to catch me,
The fishes and turtles I can now see.

A swim in the pleasant water,
My vision expanded & had a altar.

The land can be felt near ,
I look ahead ,leaving past in rear.

The Sun now wants to go home ,
And I wait for a new day for a new epitome.





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