Gaze with amazement upon sweet dewdrops
Lashes flutter open to visions of swept grasses
First light beams unto pastures of green delight
New day breaks on the horizon,


The Epitome of Beauty.

Silence envelops the soul, a stillness present
Which all humanity pours out from within:
This moment— the dawning of Life—
Stimulates passion, fulfills a desirous intent


Bent on destroying Innocence.

Images pass through the mind as the
Stillness evaporates, the landscape begins to
Stir. Opportunity passes, the day no longer
A picture of perfection: Imperfect


Immorality must wait another day.