Slowly I turned the page
I like the new day
Bitten lip ready for a voice
Eyes rested from the darkness  
Now alive and alert

Today would be different
See my book was empty
All chapters blank
No news yet to be written
Today would be different

Stretching my mind I wondered
A smile
What new shoots from the tree
Would come
Who's life would I change
Where would I go
Should
My left turn right
Could
My right turn left
Only the shadows would know  

For they always know
Their book is never empty
Read it be
Like the palm in my hand
Lines scarred into my future
Yet my mind has the key
To re write my page
My eyes have the magic to change
This written
Today would be different

Feel the itching on my hand
As the path breaks free
New lines
New hope in a
New day  
The shadows fallen
To the glorious dawn of the sun
Today would be different