Waking up in the morning
With hopes deep profound
Without knowing the fate
I take my first flight.
Trepidations within
Rendering the beauty of the morning.
Flighing high to be away
Away from myself in me
Thinking about thinking
From where I started
Figuring what I bring
No sorrow or regret, I guess
What I brought was ME
Yet am part of others' distress
Why compassion costs and pain is free ?
Now that morning light is out
Fear takes the shelter in the dark
Away from light, letting forget all doubt
With vigor, intense, to face the stark !
