My morning has come
Quiet times in darkness
In stillness
Before the tweak and twitters
Of sun fed joyus living
Without the glare of light shed
On my indeed am real
With no need to pretend
Am OK am fine am not dying inside
These are the periods of my life I enjoy
My hours of no obligation
My nowness of easy breathing
Knowing my disturbance
Is ahead of dawns tread
The light will come
I have no doubt
All the others will rise
Missing out on my own personal sanctury
Of the quiet, the stillness..
The no need to know the time
Untill the light has established
Mighty pressure of day has begun.
©wrennie
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