Awake Poem by AHO Speaks

My star has opened her bedroom door just a bit
As I feel the wind blow near her ocean I do sit.
Now her light has become less as tho the door was ajar
I wait for my love; the eternal star.

The semi darkness is quiet except for the wind and the bird
We live in a world that takes a whole and divides it into a third.
There is more activity even tho the Heron does stand
I live in a world that makes little demand.

It is still early as most of the birds are still in their nest
With a wind like this, they certainly know best.
Now the pink overhead lights have been turned on
Unto this world her presentation of another heavenly song..

Colors of blue, black and pink all reflections not as a brink
You are our creations most beautiful human link.
A three dimensional picture on display
My God you are about to start another earthly day.

Her house is now bathed inside and out
With colors from heaven and I want to shout.
The immense portions of yourself are behind the cloud
O' truly, truly, of this earth you would never enshroud.

The white Heron in the water does wait
As you come forward this day and not by fate.
I would glladly accept what I have already seen
A living picture as tho out of a dream.

I would ask no more nor would I ask for less
Truly you are the giver; of our earthly happiness.
You took care of the bird with the broken wing
To heal and let fly the beautiful bird to sing.