your Call

the sun rises to meet my
demise.
it speaks to me of
promises beyond
my eyes.
it says, remember when you
strolled through night’s
desire
and whispered forth the
torrents of
my love?

be well to know it all
within your heart.
alive, you stream through
passages amassed.
be well to be enamored
with it all.
alive, you walk
to breathe, surrendered
to your call.