Every morning I wake up and smell the dawn.
The smell of wind perfumed by flowers.
Songs of birds that align with sun and tickle ears.

Every morning I become a midwife.
Birthing poems that radiate inside heart.
Picking up pen to drift in moment.

Every breath I take I take as celebration,
for the wisdom that travels within.
For the power that comes by living authentically.

Daylight and I are one.
To be who I am riding the wave of light.
To send rays outward to all so peace is ours.