I sit at day break reminded
of the beautiful day before me.
The gift of music that touches air
and breath that tickles within.

The beauty of day before me
where steps become a dance
and birds fly gracefully
in open sky.

Where dreams come forward
weaving their way into my reality
And mountains paint a landscape
of power and strength.

I sit seeing flowers blossom in winters day
when grass becomes snow and creative mind expands.

I sit at daybreak ready to declare
my connection to natures music.
To the truth of the divine song of my name.

Oh praise the moment that revels beauty of the day is before me
Its a gift a blessings
as an atonement to the life of my soul and God.

And anything is possible.