when my eyelids open this morn
does not mean i had been asleep
for my spirit never does nor does
my breath that breathes as the
wind blows and moon beams give
light to the night
the beating heart in me ceases not
for now and until it has walked on
the pathway that love has, it shall
beat in rhythm with the vibrations
of life for love never ceases to be
the aviary choir will awaken from
their nocturnal rest those who sleep
and excite the verve within to greet
the gentle beginnings of the day
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