Living

I sit upon my simple pearch as dawn lights the day
I listen in rapt attention as songbirds have their say
as golden spun reaches out and brushes the shade away

I am moved by the topaz skies and my heart it dances Fey.

Simple things that lift your soul
at you heart it does pull, we drink it's massive beauty

like Electric it runs right through me

I float in gentle bliss these moments I do miss
As I run the gentle tide, this life a tossed up ride
but one I would not miss, touched by our creators kiss

Moved by such a symphony that I can't see
but music moves all around me, lifted spirits it carries me
and I am lost in bliss but cannot miss the second movement

Bryan M.