Morning

The pale silvery light shines brightly through the uncovered window

Its Illuminate grandeur filling the room with a graceful brightness

Though no sound penetrates the area

It is as if a song fills the room

A song that is mournful

Yet at the same time the song is peaceful and calm

The radiance seeps through every nook and cranny

Piercing the shadows that had been dominant only hours ago

In this room there is no hiding from the light as it swaddles you in its cold embrace

It gently caresses you as it flows through the room

Though you may try to resist eventually you must give in and

Wake up

As you arise from your slumber

And raise your weary head

The song begins again

But this time louder than ever

And different

While before the song was of mourning and sorrow

This is a song about joy and peace

And love

And adventure

Because the day has begun anew

And all else is forgotten as the light cleanses all that you might wish to forget

For this is the dawn of a new day

And the beginning

of a new adventure

Good Morning