morning sky

The morning sky blaze, burns like a golden fire in the sky,
Such a captivating sight that has to beholden; 

Delicate white clouds that sail new blue waves. Are laid with rose pink tone, and the birds sing magical melodies that unlock my heart. 

Beneath my feet, red, orange, yellow and gold leaves cascade down,
onto the rustling autumn ground;
above, wing lit seagulls weave through 
the morning sky. 

This feast does the heart embolden, 
to find darkness has not stolen 
eyes that can still see it's true 
a new dawn brings hope into view 
as the rising sun breaks open 
the morning sky.