The joy of the morning
Darkness it’s scorning
The clouds are parting
And sunshine is starting
The waves are hitting me and waking me up
Fingers reaching, searching for an acorn cup
Wriggling abroad for nature’s gifts
Feeling for a grip, climbing life’s cliffs
Sun’s warming my skin, I’m skating in bliss
The wind is upon me, wrapped in love’s kiss
I’m flying the sky while pinned to the rock
Seeing so much, so high, secrets to unlock
Am I alone, in paradise ripped at the seams?
Joy is lonely, forced into abandoned dreams
And when I wake will I be alone then
Forced apart, only to dream again
**wasn\\\'t sure where to place this one as it has lots of little themes within it**
