morning glow

as the sun rises warming life

so you open up warming me

some things better left unsaid

are shared without words

the blue notes of potential

the yellow strains of music

dancing fearlessly into the day

unseen trees falling in a forest of my mind

fed by the space between words

nourished by tender constancy

no I will never say a word

I never have to say what you know

you will never say what I feel

the morning glows at night

© paul viel 2003