May the music of the heavens,
Dance around you in the air;
May the peace of God the father,
Keep your heart and soul from care.







Reluctantly,

I wake up and my feet hit the floor,

Unwillingly,
Just another day to walk out the door,

Angrily,
the alarm clock screams out to start the day,

Routinely,
Just to do it again to pay my own way.



Loudly,
in the silence of the morning, hear the rumble of a train,

Heavenly,
water is hitting the window as it suddenly starts to rain.

Magically,
the wind in perfect rhythm strikes notes on the chimes,

Patiently,
to hear the morning symphony, just stop and take the time.



Distinctly,
the beat of the coffee pot, sizzling and steaming,

Reluctantly,
awakening me, in the middle of some passionate dreaming.

Gracefully,
the wind is still singing, and playing on the chimes,

Peacefully,
could listen to it all day, if I could take the time.



Sleepily,
taking for granted these precious, simple things,

Amazingly,
every morning's symphony, a harmony it does sing.

Powerfully,
my heart sends a beat for my feet to hit the floor,

Surprisingly,
struck by a ray of sun as I pull back the door.



Individually,
a bird in a tree, singing in key of choice,

Gracefully,
happily singing, because it has a voice.

Repeatedly,
now the wind starts back blowing on singing chimes,

Symphonically,
in harmony with the bird, morning symphony time!



Intensely,
the nature of the morning grabbed and pulled my ear,

Mystically,
said "I got a morning song that you awaken to hear."

Energetically,
jumped right up next morning, feet hit the floor,

Gratefully,
opened the door to hear that morning symphony once more.



© 2000,"MANOCOLOR"
Used with permission.







Artwork showcased on this set is from the collection of Lena Liu.

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