“Waking Up At Sunrise” by Trevor Witt
Waking up at sunrise,
I am
Sitting in a chair in the corner of my mind,
I open a window to let out the stale air.
Lifting the blinds, some sunlight finds its way in.
Cleaning off the cobwebs, my mind is free to ponder the thoughts of my heart.
The dust had rendered my gears immobilized, and my mindful heart had not been operated in years.
Finally awake, I see the stars again in my soul.
Awake again, I recognize the stars in my lover.
My wandering days are over,
For now, I sleep in this corner chair,
As the sun comes up.
For in my dreams I was awake all night,
And now that there are no more dreams to chase,
I need not be filled with fright.
All is calm, and all is still,
Save for the creatures waking up,
The birds and the butterflies by the window sill.
So good night to you all.
God bless and good luck.
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