Awakening

Awakening, dawn's chorus

Welcoming,

The day new, untouched

Waiting to be filled.

And will we paint a rainbow

With all its promise

Or dull the canvas

Sadly seen?

Each day brings its own colours

To be chosen, mixed,

Pigments of joy,

Happy moments,

Smiles and laughter.

And which will you choose?

For life is choice,

We are all painters

In our own way,

All needing to create

Something of worth,

Of lasting beauty,

Marking our journey,

Footprints in the sand.

The sky today is azure,

The sun warm and golden

A filigree of light and shadow-play

Through the gently swaying trees.

I clean my brushes,

Choose my palette

Of vibrant, living colours,

And begin to fill

Today's blank canvas.