epilog | cinta | hati | newdays |

before the sunset..
there was sunrise..

I wake to see a sky smiling at me,
a mockingbird serenading a song...sardonically.
The sun's climbing above the old red barn,

*sigh*

*deep breath*

feeling very..


calm..


peaceful..


so warm..

thinking nothing..



The sun climbs higher in the sky.
It's light shimmering and warm.
All things now are clearly seen.
A new day has been born.