With the dawn of each day
I could seize the chance
To slip away,
Be blown off by the wind
Churn along, go for a spin -
Turn into a new leaf:
Blow breaths of cooling relief.

I must steal away at dawn,
Swim with the whistling swan
And not just  listen to the
The song of the rain,
Through my window pane.

I should frequent the wild
At dawn like a forgotten child
Be covered in green mesh
Hide under a growing bark
Of jade flesh.
Or be a part
Of a wild blowing storm
Awaken to a new life form :
Swinging in nature’s tender fragrance,
Ripening in sun’s glorious radiance.
Be a flower on tree
Providing nectar
To the honey bee.