Morning Dew

Morning Dew

A Poem by
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"To travel your ways that only you can reach is a gift. Only this gift belongs to just you."

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Flying 
In no certain direction
Leaping
In all of life's sections
Stepping
Onto platforms far and near
Dancing 
To all that isn't so clear
Turning
In rhythms like orchestras
Humming 
Along feverishly to all the sonatas
Blinking
But not closing my eyes
Hiding
But not yet in disguise 
Channeling
Thoughts long overdue
All the while
Dipping my toes in the sun's morning dew.
 

© 2012


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Added on May 21, 2012
Last Updated on May 21, 2012
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