Faint lights reflecting; the sun awakening
I lie still, no strength for movement
All I want are your berries
For to move by day we need a reason
To awake from slumber we need a prodding
But I lack desire, I lack zeal
I crave for nothing but your berries
The bell chimes signalling morning;
The birds dance,
The wind sings merry;
The trees, a choir to the tempo of the wind
The sun creeps, tears through the morning
The clouds withdraw, reclusive in first light.
The world awakes a continuum as always!
But numb I remain, thoughts adrift
Darkness engulfs in abundance of light
I stay apart empty of want
Empty of all desires but one;
I want nothing but your berries!
#Inspiration of an aspirer's berries craving.
