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.