My Kind of Morning

Photo by Chris Liu-Beers on Unsplash

Stillness and meadows steady my pulse
Cooler mornings filled with fog and haze

My dear, you were always meant to see it
Trust the timing and pull back the veil

Stare back at the reflection
And know, she sees you

Trace the edge of fire in her eyes
In your eyes, remember

Walk the marsh and wetlands again
Remember the days you dreamed and
Calmly dream again and again

Find solace
Find rest
Find silence

Indulge in the stillness of early dawn
In the friend that solitude restores
In the feeling of a new beginning
In the ability to start fresh once more