look to the bright
it’ll go alright

swimming lazy
languid in that blissful ocean

fighting for life
living life
for the thrill it might ignite
living life
for the thrill it might kill you

alive in the moment
all we really have
is right now

warbling sparrow
perches on a limb
colourful markings upon its feathered dress

brook tinkles hollow
hidden beyond the bend

the sun reflects warmly
polarized and spun
bouncing off the blue melting ice