I wake early in the morning,
Just to watch the sun rise,
I can hear the warm tide,
Wash away the darkness in the sky,
Bright velvet paints a vivid dream,
Across the space oasis,
I see where the bright lights trys to chase us,
And build us into masons,
To give rise to patience,
To build better,
And build wiseness of different flavors,
So maybe we can all savour being a savior,
Of a seed growing,
Into a strong rooted tree,
With a gift of life flowing,
Through out its leaves,
To want to help every being,
Like you and me,
So it can only see,
The good energy,
And not the weeds,
Of aggressional sanity,
Struck with cruelty of human curiousity,
I look up at the cloud and see bright velvet painted vividly,
The ground shakes of stories,
Secrets kept quietly,