This morning my soul <br />Mirrors the sky. <br />Brilliant are we, <br />heaven and me. <br />Blending on this generous ride <br />I reflect to confide <br />in the orange sky. <br />In every florescent word I spilled, <br />Bluer the horizon filled. <br />At last the world revealed to me <br />A glorious image <br />Of colored truth and honesty!<br /><br />Josh Terpening<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/secrets-of-the-rising-sun/
