Morning Run

Dream every night

with morning memory 
or not

mind as a prism

reflecting myriad 
mix-em-up

collections personally crafted 
old blends of cellular 
genetic primal 
archetype code

all steer and direct

diverse look-ahead 
action thoughts

Loosely shake unkempt billows

eyebug sandman nighttime dreamdust

Shake it all Loose

all and everything

from rejuvenation rest

Let the dreamking's fingerprints

rain down and soak the skin

Shake it all Loose

and take it all In

Wake as a great Gamecat
emerging a brief hello-goodbye
seasonal rainstorm

Shaking droplet
water beads

thrown a wild wide circumference
every which way direction

growing notice care and love

of the ground

beneath and waiting

a king

Lust for Morning

every AM

every single bran new day

every opportunity 
to better explain

myself to myself

Lust for every clean clear original
composition

a world as a blank page

Lust to grow closer

earnest explanations and understandings

of why

Lust to grow closer
earnest explanations
and understandings of why

Lust to grow closer

to the place
where
mythology is born

to come within
a breath’s reach and grasp

of sublime connections
and questions

that for Man first invented Gods

So I Rise This I Run

to for and through the morning

Dreams Speak In
ancient languages

and call my name

enter the world

fresh and dewdrop new

Everyday the blossom blooms
within
seedling
to
tree
the
path
to
pursue
as
the
great
wide
world
spins

I’d walk the Earth

if only for a season’s change

streets and trails
forests mountains valleys deserts

plains and wide grain blown fields

The season’s cycle never ends

for a lifetime of change

I rise an run with the wind

in footfalls

and footsteps

out of frontdoors

from frontsteps

into the dream
magical
anything
can
happen
floating waking world.

So I Run

To Rise

To Watch

See

Listen

Feel

Smell

Think

Smile

Laugh

Remember

Realize

Reflect

Connect

Experience

Awe

Live and Lust for Life

I Dream

I Run

I Rest

I Grow