To wake up in the arms of a lover
To see the child-like truth in his eyes
To feel the warmth his closeness brings
Upon the stroke of dawn's first light
How shall I sing to voice my merriment
What shall I give to have another?
I yearn for no day to end
For goodbyes come, as a pining heart does
Yet I await dusk for the slightest chance
To fall into a slumber right in your arms
Shall I weep, if tomorrow never comes
Shall I smile, if the night forever lasts
Shall I, will I, can I, might I
The screws in my mind turn with restless thoughts
Yet in an everlasting dream I drift through every dawn

Illusive, evasive, 'twas the song of love
Doubts and suspicion the drone of the drum
Despair formed the melody in minor
A broken tune on a cold day in the sun

In a grandiose demeanor he entered the stage
Took a bow and picked up the stick
Hushed were the brass and the wood and drums
Silence rang and filled the crowd

A flick, a swish, the magic begins
Sparks flew in resplendence
The ambiance glowed in richness
Melodies, harmonies fell in sync
Sharps and flats in perfect symmetry

Hopeful, sanguine, 'tis the song of love
Surety and faith the rhythm of the drum
Beatitude sings the melody in major
A symphony the supernova in the dark

I felt the morning before I saw it. My mind stretched to a wake as I lay snug beneath my blankets, and my eyes still hiding beneath my lids. "Coo-coo, coo-coo.." and "cheep cheep cheep" were my daily morning greets, and this morning was no exception. The swish of fresh tyres against the dew settled in the roads, the clinking of mugs as people sip their perk-me-ups, and the air so light and fresh, so ready to start the day anew. The sun barely shines, the clouds in puffs of grey, no bustling of traffic, cars or men, truly an atmosphere of great delight. Nothing beats waking up after a sweet slumber, with dreams you know must have been pleasant. Nothing in store in the day ahead, just eager to walk with the Lord again. I must be the luckiest person ever, for I feel so very pampered. Everywhere I turn my head to I see the most beautiful things that God created, the trees the grass the mynahs the crows, and each time I close my eyes I hear the sounds of heaven. It's no wonder He said eternal life starts right now, right here. The sky's a dense mysterious piece of grey, layered by a few wisps of clouds. Secrets yet untold, wonders to unfold, I am only left in bewilderment. My spirit's light and eager, my heart's pounding in excitement, my mind's flooded with only the loveliest thoughts, ask me, am I in love? For I think I am. In love with the world God gave to me, in love with the people God bestowed upon me, in love with God who gave me love, and the right and desire to love.