As the sun begins to scrub the face of the sky <br />Off every scars of the passing darkness <br />And happy dews begin to kiss <br />The petals of every flower unfold <br />The lids slide over your eyes untold <br />The beautiful bloom of a new day <br />Knowing you slept not before you wake <br />Nor did not lost your way out of the blue space <br />Let there be sun in your face <br />Let your heart lips be preened <br />With gloss of gratitude before the Oldest Spirit <br />The icarus of your soul in the arms of Morpheus <br />Let the air that travels in and out your nostrils <br />Be cool and free from airborne toxic <br />And the sound that proceed from your mouth, <br />Be pure and free from swords of hostility, <br />And as you turn to face the day <br />Let every invisible human birds with white wings, <br />Protect you from those with black wings <br />May you return with bubbles in your heart <br />And butterfly on your tommy <br />Good Morning.<br /><br />Rex mayor Ubini<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-morning-10/
