Daybreak

Morning breaks
And the lawn is cast white
As the sun through the trees
Lights the frost

Early
And there's a distant aspect to the air
Cool
Carrying the drift of my breath away
A white mist

And it seems
Mists of life and mists of dreams
Sometimes coincide
On morning's as these in thoughts of you
In the silences
When all else is inside

To step out on a porch with you
In the early light
Awake and alive in the chill
Facing the new together
Our breath mingling with the steam of your coffee
Held and warming your hands
As you lean back into me
And the blanket I hold to enfold us.

In that moment when time is Just possibilities
The path not yet set
And anything could be yes
For not all days should be marked and measured so
There needs be freedom for the soul
That it might live and breath
And we

And I wonder what inward or outward distance
Your mind might see on a morning like this
Held within the strength of my arms
Head resting against the soft of your hair
As we speak in silences
And drink in the silence
And consider how shall we build our world

A lifetime is just days
And days but hours and then moments
Yet
Moments are what mark and define our lives
And I long to spend such a moment with you
Deciding between madness and freedom
Or sensible and sure
But alone
One with you in the dawn
Regarding whatever of life may come