A Journey Through Closed Eyes

I feel the cold metal latch as I open the door

And I breathe in the chilly air of the morning

The realization of another day being here makes me wonder more

am I contented with how I spent yesterday and its evening?

I slowly step out, onto the wet grass

and my shoes get the sprinkle of the dew

This is just one other day out of a whole mass

yet why is it giving me this sense of new?

I breathe in once more, much deeper this time

and my lungs expand, filled with relaxation

I hear a bird singing, a tune noone can mime

smiling to myself at the beauty of this creation

Then suddenly there is a change in the atmosphere

the clouds gently separate and the wind feels less cold

finely flowing warm sunlight warmifies all far and near

I taste joy for an unknown reason, peaking in me by 100 fold

I walk on and hear the cars whooshing by along

and a bicycle bell makes me shift my lane

then all the noise comes to a halt as if something had gone wrong

but its only the pedestrian crossing sound - the silence's explain

I think to myself that nature's beauty

awakens the sense of feel and touch

for all I have felt this morning is not a ritual or a duty

It has been a journey through closed eyes as much.

This journey has been a brilliant, wonderful one today

because it has taught me appreciation

for things I tend not to realize everyday

so now...I will wait for tomorrow with anticipation.