In the Early Hours, I Can See

 Photo Art by Stewart Brennan

In the Early Hours, I Can See

I awoke from a dream that layered my thoughts

looking for answers my essence had sought

in the silence of darkness, calm and alone

I tried to remember what I had been shown.

I grabbed my hoodie and went for a walk

in the wee morning hours out to the dock

where a reticence of stars flickered their light

reflections on water where moon flows in white.

The shadows of evening all caught in the rise

by the first light of painting in lower skies

they connect to the universe, earth and moon

and I follow suit to bring me in tune.

Sun begins rising with its warmth on my face

while forest harmony and sounds interlace

a celebration of life does unfold

those moments on earth that the dream had foretold.

Unique understanding of minds held in tow

levels of consciousness all one in the glow

life on our planet, relies on the sun

and every star mirrors to make us all one.

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Morning Walk

Morning Walk

Daylight dawns my morning walk, uplifting silence heard,

peaceful moments I embrace, with animal, tree n’ bird.

Country life in harmony, pleasant heartful tether,

where consciousness gathers all, brings it all together.

Paths I’ve traveled, ones less taken, brought me here today,

mistakes have made me wiser as karma had its say.

I’m well at hand and hidden, ascending older years,

for all my past is gathered, resolved, and without fears.

My spirit reborn, has risen, ego holds no reigns,

imprisoned mind no longer, nor weighed down by its chains.

As time unfolds before me, I know from right and wrong,

standing on foundations, understanding keeps me strong.

I walk on my good morning, my thoughts surrounding me,

ready for the days ahead, with light that helps me see.

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Edited: April 23rd, 2021

About: “Morning Walk” expresses the peace I found after a long and painful battle of purging all my demons of addiction.