Fay Slimm.

LET US ..........

 

 

LET US......

 

Come let us leave dreams and put on the morning.

Waken to first trembling birth of the day.

Listen as mist gives way to symphonic scales which
stir dawns\'s ethereal music.

Watch as blue dome widens its azured maw.


Note how warmth cracks open buds\' sticky coatings
of dew-soaked velvet
and applaud when night\'s jacket of cold re-folds.

Let us imagine the tune nature hums as rays give
voice to burgeoning gleam.

Nod in agreement as chill is de-frocked and hours
of cloying damp re-heated.


Then run with the nectar of potent haste as light
races to prepare novel feast.

Dress in change\'s excitement and learn morning\'s
story written on seasons.

Let us produce smiles of welcome to cleansed air.

Drink all the freshly-pressed juices
of day as blaze digests shades of lurid nightwear.


Using light\'s fire to begin birth\'s waltz 
let us throw off nocturnal attire and learn to adorn
new life by putting on morning.