Awake as the skies

As morning break and I raise my eyes,

With the breeze, leaves fly through the teeth of my rake 

and as it flies of the trees trees it cries.

As the branches shake and the pollen flies. 

Learn to flow with it for heavens sake release breath and let it rise.

Never be fake I would advise. 

Let your ego break and let go of your disguise.

It's time to partake in what the wind supplies

For it would be a mistake to not take the prize.

To become as awake as the skies.