Morning Thoughts

The sweet smell of my lady's love
 Her body blending with my own
 The time when the world is dark and quiet
 And we're alone
 The precipice that separates noise from peace
 A pinch of the ever-evolving magic
 A precious place combines and still confirms the space
 A oneness and togetherness
 There's a morning thought
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 And still a softer morning in March
 A gift for me, from God with a darling face
 And papa's eyes and grandma's grace
 How there the light of immortality shines
 As wondrous fragile dreams taste light
 And the slightest breeze for the first time
 Morning thoughts then evolve as smiles
 And love, and sunshine, and good morning
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 And morning thoughts of the storm
 Of lightning flashing through the dawning sky
 Of grandma's hands and younger days of life's
 Discovery from behind the veil of her guidance
 Of the music that forms our historical biography
 Describing the precious heritage
 Of the aches and frustrations of city life blues
 The threats of violence that provides the atmosphere
 And observations from the balcony of a B movie
 As all the world's a stage
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 Morning thoughts reveal so much
 As midnight black gives way to morning cracks from sunshine
 You see morning as a new day and a new beginning
 With all of it's bright interpretive promise
 Shine down then the sunshine on Zimbabwe
 Shine down on Nicaragua, Liberia, on Poland
 Wherever a man would dare stand up for change
 We were born at midnight in the darkest time
 But surely the first minute of a new day brings new strength
 Sometime near morning
 There's a smile I really need
 A chance to gather our love together
 And express everything we feel