THE BURNING DESIRE

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Distant Calling...

waking...
my lips smile softly before i open my eyes
I can feel the warmth of a new sunrise

the first seeing moments, from window to floor
thick honey light, brilliant and pure

from where i lay, i reach my hand to the light
and it grabs me back, purile and bright

i think of the day and all that can be
there is a distant heartbeat calling to me

i cant see the sun from where i lay
but it holds my hand from so far away



Coutesy:CC