Awaken

Morning awaits you, in the waking moments of rest,
calling out for you, for your return,
and in those waking moments it beckons still,
ever onward more it speaks your name in hope.
Will you come where the dawn awaits,
or will you avoid the beaming light of sweet tomorrow
as its gentle hands guide you ever on,
coaxing, prodding, breathing the life anew into you?
Its gentle kiss cries out for your presence,
for your every move and thought to greet it so.
What do you do, what do you wish to say, to call
it forth in the burgeoning face of the sun?
Make your choice, make it soon, for the light will not
wait forever, and will not cry for you forever,
and when your blow your chance, it's done for good.

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( Falling Now )