Morning mists rise
from dewey grass
wet and long
warm breaths seen
vanish slowly
exhales prolong
stillness of reality
crisp serenity
refreshed
vision clear
from forest of fear
unmeshed
sun meets my face
warms
beckons
mind moves slowly
ponders
reckons
where to step
when
how
choices to make
later
now
eyes wide open
survey
path to follow
part to play
heart so free
feelings betray
my core joy
deepest ploy
walk of this boy
begins anew
Today
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