A day so bright,

Yet the mind is tired.

Gazing at a rising sun, ...

Life is a tangle of webs,

Woven with pockets

Of worry and sadness. ...

Sometimes,

Roots need digging up.

Stones and pebbles, ...

Another week begins,

With a peaceful morning.

Cold, grey, wet. ...

Clarity,

Mixes with haziness.

Reality, ...

Cheerful and sunny,

Peacefully hanging,

An open mind, ...

Cracked nose,

Eyes, smiles.

On hazy mornings, ...

Hard work,

Is always worthwhile.

One of those life-rules, ...

A tilted day.

Hard to know,

Which way to turn. ...

Dreary days,

Painting unreachable heights.

To give up, or fight. ...

Early spring blooms,

As bright as the sun.

Delicate and fragrant, ...

Cramped, crowded,

Loud, confusing.

Echoes from days gone by, ...

In a cage,

Before even born.

Finding oneself trapped, ...

Colorful, varied,

Fresh, alive.

A perspective on life, ...

Two halves,

Desperate to align.

Striving to live as one, ...

Junkyards beckon.

Filled with relics,

Memories, and sorrow. ...

Neatly wrapped,

Colorful gifts,

Tend to disappoint. ...

Colors that paint life.

Depicting stories from now,

And the past. ...

Curiously odd dream,

During stormy skies,

When strangers cross paths, ...

Another day begins.

Colors seamlessly blend,

To paint a skyline, ...