Drinking in the beauty of the day

It really is great to be alive

Rising and shining

Waiting eagerly for interaction

With what the day will bring.


Always keeping an ear to the ground

Listening for those perplexed voices

Which are bound to emerge from ensuing fog

Out of such fog, windows of light will emerge.


Clouds will lift.


A veil will be drawn back.


Clearing the forest of thoughts to allow light in

As we proceed through the woods, cross the streams

Evading as best we can

The occasional hornet’s nest.


Slamming no doors on the way.


Before all the deals of the day are closed

Remembering that in all walks of life

As much as we would like them to be

Everything is not always black and white.

(c) Chris Black 2017.