The Waking Sun
As I rise from my sleep the sun beckons to me before I leap, straight outside I go longing for home in every step. I step into the brisk air my eyes open fully and smile meets breathe. Looking to the sky I bathe in the light revealing the shadows all around me and in this moment I dance, not to music per se, but to the rhythm of unity and warmth in presence of the sun. Ancestral song dances all around us all one must do is invite on through, to feel to hear to dance and sing to the rhythm nature brings. Where have I been all these years? I shout to clouds and they answer with soft reprieve "You have been here watching shadows dance, just now have you opened your eyes of inner grace and found yourself alive in colds warm embrace". Smiling is now a regular state for inside I know I hear I listen, to be is to live and to live is to soar beyond belief of shadows snare.