Window of opportunity
What sunrise gives us
each day is sky
limitless space in which
to cast our dreams
as far as the eye
can see
No longer enclosed
in darkness
the imagination
can run riot
all things being
possible
even now
the birds have
changed their tune
and are singing
a song they learnt
on Broadway
Blue sky
more profound
than any ocean
and it takes
only a mind to navigate it
a mind and a brave
heart scudding along
on waves of poetry
the hawthorn
will soon be in flower
and roses will follow on
from daffodils
nests will fill
and field populations
will swell
with new birth
and the city
will pick up its feet
and dance
late into the night
each day a promise
each night a fulfillment
and your breath
and your pulse will race
to the end of love’s
sweet palpitation
John Lyons
