Morning comes like a blank page
\nwith subtle illusions to comfort the mind.
\nThere is calm within the city,
\nserenity, in the eyes of a child.<\/p>\n
To greet the sky at my feet,
\nwhere the night before twas a refuge
\nto where my dreams did flee,
\nand now is at my door
\nwhere the floor ceases to be. <\/p>\n
My senses opened wide to the purity of sound,
\nI exude an awareness of a world turned upside down.<\/p>\n
In the immensity beyond my doorstep
\nI proceed forth to know the difference of every entity,
\nWhere all the slumbering fantasies can entice my curiosity,
\nwith chances for new discovery.<\/p>\n
To walk aloft the breeze
\nwhere the castles in the air seep while the city sleeps,
\nTo pluck dreams down from long branches,
\nlike fruit from a great tree.
\nTasting each flavor that is there is to be seen,
\nwithout hesitation or divergence from what can truly set my soul free.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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