When the sun comes up
I will rise to greet the day
With a renewed since of vision
In new time and new space
I wont be the me that sat at dinner tonight
Or the me who is swimming in personal plight
For my fears of success,
And my need to fit in
Like the sun when it’s setting
Will gradually dim….
And the bright burst of hope,
That I feed on in dreams
Will transform my purpose
To fulfill what I need
