The morning has been slipping in and calling out to me
Whispering through the breezes and the earth and the tree
Shining through the branches and riding on the sun
The dawn has been welcoming and encircling everyone
What will we be doing with it: the energy and the day
How will we be appreciating it and what will we say?
Will we keep on using it and never ever see:
The beautifulness, the radiance, the whole tapestry...?
Too often we are rushing it and too often we will race
We are passing through the moments and we miss every grace
Bursting through the elements and the atoms and the air
An enormous part of Eternal-ness is in everything everywhere