Good

Hopes floats
While anticipation rises
Blues skies with swelling clouds
Mark as a visual sent to
Reminds us 
Sun rays beam down in the distance 
Shapes the portrait of the horizon
Take a look
Positivity flows from its nooks
Can you feel 
Optimism radiates from the depths of our pits
Deep breathes
Ensure the effervescence of looming success 

Beautiful sunsets
Eulogize the blessedness of our earned rest 
For blessed is the son set to
Father her, daughtered
To give birth to the fire 
Soldering our ideas
Giving purpose to our idle
Stifling our idols
Offering our adoration 
Tickling the tip of the stary blanketed
Bedding 
Sleep sincere
Let your dreams wandering near
The toes of the heavens

Arise 
And step bold 
Hold tight 
To the right to be
Yet be refreshed by the dew of the morning air
Beeded pearls that glisten
Before all that witness
The purifying property
Poured in the potential forming
Momentum swelling 
The early clouds of the day 
“Good”

Let it rain 
And stain the stone which we build apon
That announces the reign
Cornering the market place 
Replacing their umbrella 
Lift your cup
Watering their faces
Gripping our places, on solid ground 
Firm dirt 
Only works after it’s been worked
Harvest 
Hard set on goals
Reap it
Rinse, nourish and repeat

Morning dew
Waters famished faces 
Before blessed sunsets
After sincerely dreaming 
To witness the announced reign
Be bold in the harvest 
Then take your rest
And let the rest be “Good”