Early in the morning


Early in the morning the world sleeping

A great and mysterious sight up in sky

Clothed with maze, with dazed moon under her feet

Silence her bit, looking away her lit

Yawning her way, let companionship speaks

As silence breaks, clouds of me breeze to her

Let fall one by one, days of still sail on.

The stars and the sea sing along with me

But my knitted emotions sew me up.

Gleaming in a body of sea water

The breath of chilled dawn splash and raise me on

Eagle’s wing, and make me rise like a sun

And like son of morning and daughter of day

And to hold her in the palm of calm hands.