Morning birds are winging

dancing in the sky

as the sunlights creeping

in to chase the night



Sounds awake the sleeping

slowly they will rise

hear the sound of weeping

babys as they cry



Shadows they are playing on the window sill

Holy man is praying pieties revealed



Ripples in still water

peeking through the fog

pictures by a scholar

master of it all



Colors they are burning red and green are white

while the world is turning moving left to right



Moments are escaping

like the grains of sand

creation and destruction

walking hand in hand



Angels they are singing hear them harmonize

Heaven is surrounding any who have eyes