Awaken To That Which Awaits
Awaken to the possibilities
Bequeathed by the coming dawn.
Captivating chances to start anew
Develop upon blades of grass;
Energy building dew drops
Floating just before your sight.
Garnering gasps of pleasure, as
Happiness filters through our souls.
Invigorating morning air—entwines us;
Justifying the dreams building, from deep within.
Karmic visions of what was and can be,
Levitate through our subconscious mind,
Marking us for all to see,
Naked ambitions meant to unite.
Oppression will fall, with fading night.
Perhaps then we’ll learn not to fight, for
Questions that can have no answers.
Revel in the simple pleasures
Sunlight brings to our attention
Tickling our senses with smells and sights.
Unveiling a bouquet of startling
Vermillion hues, off to the east.
Welcome the beautiful grace of nature
Xanadu exists for each of us,
Yes! If only we open our eyes
Zest-filled possibilities await.
© September 1, 2010 CRF
So, I’ve decided to try and write a poem a day for the entire month of September. I can only imagine how this will turn out. One thing I am sure of, there will not be a set style or form to these writes. With this one, I decided to have each line start with a different letter of the alphabet.