Wednesday 5 February 2014

The Dance In The Morning

I woke up to the sound of my alarm bell ringing rhythmic bells of morning
My feet kissed the ground in a touch of surrender, the electricity resounding from the caves within
Today is another day, to hurl the way
through the streets, lost in the sea of faces
So ordinary
Only my colour, beating in resounding waves is compatible
with the rest of me
Dancing through life like a shining sunbeam.

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