Come what may...

Good Morning My World

This morning my worlds weeping on me
My skies are grey
Indeed there are tears falling from my skies
As I draw my curtains wide, wider am faced with greyness
The mist in my eyes as I try and visualise
The emptiness within
Yet I know, I know I should not mind the vision before my eyes
This greyness within, but my heart cry's
This mistiness in my eyes
As I look outside am faced
With this gossamer-like curtain  impeding me to see beyond it
Much prefer to see the lightness beyond my grey darkness
That's facing me at this precise moment
Behind this gossamer of darkness
I need not his darkness within me!
My heart's crying out for brightness enriching the very core of me
Indeed it lifts my very spirits, a hundred fold
I need light music song and laughter...
Not crawling in this mire that's sinking my spirits
Low, so low.
Good morning my world
Have a beautiful bright day
Hope the sun smiles on you,
Impeding not what's in your heart!
Come what may.

                          By Connie James...