Reveal

The slow reveal of morning
the turning of the hours
the fading of night
birds emerging from rest
bodies turning in their beds
lovers pressed against one another
dreams passing through
the lens of the mind
music plays and calls us
to wake or to worship
this gift given and renewed
for another day
how fortunate we are
i look upon this world
and let myself wonder
and accept what is before me
i wonder what could be
changed and bettered
and tell myself it starts
within me within my actions
within my own thoughts
and it does
and it should
and i know this
a creature of this world
and the next