Early birds singing
Awakening my deepest thoughts....
Sun risin'
Fishermen's chatter a far....
God's grace
Risin' before me...
Pink skies, slight ripples....
Spiritually I am peeked....
Your words last written
Chiseled in my soul
To do something better than this I was told.....
My reflections on the mirror of Murray, search for a day of peace....
To do something better than this.... would be to share this with you, at least...
