Fluid Lines

I stretch
with the slow
subtle grace
of the morning sun’s warmth
invading the darkness
with the colors of possibilities

I inhale deeply
an easiness that feels like an invitation
to define the new day
so I
grasp each ray of light
and begin to paint
strokes of imagination
that resemble fluid lines of chance and hope

And the world
from the perspective of my eyes
comes to life
and all that could be
is
and all that is
is
what I am
if just for today

Very good I like this one a lot