Slowly , slowly the sun awakens
Lighting the soft,dark ,velvet night
Blowing out the stars like candles
Dimming the light of the silver moon

Gently waking the birds from their slumber
To sing their joyful morning song
Shedding its light high over the treetops
Beckoning to the flowers below

Shining on the dew laden grass
Glistening like a carpet of diamonds
Like millions of prisms catching a rainbow
Such beauty to behold

Spreading its light , spreading its warmth
Turning the sky to azure blue
Casting its rays to light the day
It's morning's work is done

Slowly , slowly the sun dips down
Heralding  the end of another day
Gently stroking all life to sleep
Beckoning the soft, dark, velvet night

when I was six,
I always asked my mom
to check under my bed
she'd smile, tuck me in
and say, “it's all in your head”

the monster—in my mind
hid in the shadows
and kept me awake
left me with an uneasy feeling
I just can't seem to shake

but when I grew up
I didn't fear monsters
not anymore
so I got on my knees
and laid my head on the floor

the monster stared back at me
its eyes colored crimson
but they were meek
not scary, not daunting
just a little weak

it gently reached out to me
with slender fingers
sharp claws in its end
it didn't feel like a foe
but almost like a friend

I found comfort
within the darkness
made peace with the unknown
the monster—wasn't so much of a monster
on the days I felt all alone

The moon grows out of the hills
   A yellow flower,
The lake is a dreamy bride
   Who waits her hour.

Beauty has filled my heart,
   It can hold no more,
It is full, as the lake is full,
   From shore to shore.