dawn draws near

Early thoughts
like morning dew
on the petals of the hours
slow dancing in my mind
to a melancholic tune
what used to be
and what is
seem milky ways apart
Happiness as ancient
as the pyramids of pharoa kings
heading even further away
from the spirit of the Nile
The fossiled truth
lies deep within
the red sea in my veins
must grab me
snorkles and fins
to plunge

into the waters

of colorful wisdom
and love