you are
there is the sun, the moon, the stars and you
you are a celestial being
stuffed into a fragile frame
they've twisted your arms and broken your legs
but still you stand
and speak
and glow
brighter than ever before
morning
i wake with dew dappled eyelashes
and the smell of fresh rain.
my eyes are greeted with warbling colors that wrap me in their caress
the moss that covers my body sighs with content as the birds begin to croon their sweet melodies
and a new day begins