Rise

The early morning sun awakens

The Body from slumber

The Mind forever present

Alive

Blissfully unaware-

Fearless and

Fearful.

Mourning doves

Beckon as dark turns to light

Daring to fly and

Seek haven in pristine

Blues of sky

Through melancholy

Clouds of grey.

Compelled to soar

Beyond and above

Blackbirds still sing

“In the dead of night”*

For the Dawn

Imploring All

To Rise.

*“Blackbird,”  Lennon/McCartney