In the depths of a morning mist
A creeping fog of uncertainty exists,
As the day lurches to a new beginning
Stars wave goodbye until next evening
Birds are pushing out the song of songs
Knowing, only, the world in its wrong
Can do wonders to make you feel strong
“Play for me the misty song of life”
You can hear the church bells ring
You nearer to important remembering
Its your genetic expanding history
Clicks on your centuries old memory
Trees scrape the sky, the leaves are singing.