Sunshine unbidden
Comes streaming through my window And wakes me From dreams too few, Its rays warming The empty places Of my solitary room With unexpected, microscopic Messengers of hope. The photons, Like forest nymphs Mingle with the muted, manly Greys and browns and blues Changing desk and appliance Into stately tree And sparkling fern Covered with dew. A fleeting morning miracle Visits in the first few glimpses Of sleep-filled eyes And warms This weary knight To distant quests Still miles Beyond the enchanted forest Of love-filled sunrise.
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