The sun has not yet risen. Everything is silent and dark

Peaceful. Albeit so many things have already trespassed in my mind.

“’What if my sun fails to appear before I brush my teeth?’

Meet the end with foul morning breath? What an ostensible lark!”

“It is frigid outside.” One would think, without a sun and all.

‘And June is not a month like any other though,

Roses and love out there blooming

So uplifting and heart warming, well, almost.”

“By the way, I almost cut myself with my razor yesterday,

Shaving of course! What?

Would you suspect anything else?

“I love life.” That’s what I tell them too.

Humans as a whole are a weird bunch:

Some in life would like it to be understood and live

While others only want to be understood

Think about it. Especially when their minds are sheathed

like a Hermit crab. Their world only as big as their shell

“Ummm, that reminds me, those TLC specials.

Polar bears, penguins and Steve Irwin

I hate them all!” Nature is indeed wonderful.

I watch them. Hoping one day a croc might finally get so lucky

“I do not want only to be understood!”

I would say.

“Who is that, who goes there? Awake and open,

that is the way I want like to be.”