Dreamers Prayer

As I lay myself to sleep

The silence of the dark wraps tightly around my skin

Alone in my bed 

Swimming in my own imagination 

A fairytale of memories

Written with the deepest of regret

All feels lost, but perhaps it is not 

For all that could have been and all that has yet to come 

Can always be

If I only close my eyes

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Morning Poetry

In the early hours of morning

When the dew dangles on the grass

And nature just begins to wake

I am at peace

The air is thickened with quiet

And my brain has barely stirred

Thrills of unknown excitement lay before me

As I open myself up to the day

No expectation

Only the full embrace of its conception

There is great power here

The power of now

The ability to appreciate

Not just the day

But each and every moment

For you never know

Which of those moments may change your life