A Grand Morning

A Grand Morning

Monday, May 6, 2013

River Time


River Time

As the dawn rises early
A new day is born.

I creep slowly from bed
My night must be shed

I drag across floor
My hand is up, open the door

As I finally am able, to really stand up
I get to the kitchen, and grab my cup

Fill it full, all I can find
Now it awakens, awakens my mind

Now the time of waking is nearing an end
My River Time just round the bend

Departure from house
And out into flow

The River Time calls me
The River Time, I see

The River Time comes, that flowing stream
A wonderful place, just as in dream

This is my place, my special shrine
This is my place, my River Time.

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