The stillness of the morning
Caresses me, lulls me into a
Trance, taking me away to
My own lost planet, left for
Millennia to mine my own
Shadow. Serenity, come to me.
There is no need to meditate,
Or contemplate, or engage
In any such self-reflection,
For it is enough to be there
In the here and the now,
Apart from the present
Calamity, sowing the seeds
Of simplicity. Wishing that
The snow globe of life
Would stop its shaking so
That we may settle in this
Scene sitting in the silence
Of a fresh start brought to
Us by the gold of the sun
Breaking over the far horizon.
Reveling in the renewal
Raining down through the
Justice and mercy of friends
And family, allowing us to
Truly be who we are, without
The burden of a rushed
Judgment or an unwarranted
Sentence. Free to be you
And me, each in our own
Newly discovered world,
Separated in this universe
But never alone on our
Lost planet waiting for
Our civilizations to find
The means of traveling
Among the stars to make
Even more new discoveries.
And in the anticipation, this
One thought reverberates,
I just know that something
Good is going to happen.
-Dakin 10/16/09
