Four in the Morning
Four in the morning, awake again
Words tumbling around inside my brain
How soon tomorrow, turns into today
As the sun rises slowly, greeting the day
The clock it is ticking
Up on the wall
As the morning wind rustles
And makes the leaves fall
The silence of dawn
Is a wonderful thing
No hustle, no bustle
Just hear the birds sing
The mist gathers over
The valley so deep
As ordinary people
Rise from their sleep
Catching my thoughts
I sit and I write
As they flow through my pen
onto the white
A new day is here
What will it bring
I hope peace and prosperity
For all living things
