good morning!

do you ever sleep, or wake up?
how is that you ideate such wonderful mornings!
Mornings that give such joy and freedom.

freedom to choose the course the day will take
and joy that the night is over
but is it always the same for you-morning or not?

thoughts, worries, anxieties and even angst
we dump them in the ocean of silence during sleep
where do you dump them and how?

every day wipe our minds clean like the sincere maid
only to be smeared later with many hues.
why can it not remain like that ?

and this sky? must be your slate
where you work out your sums, write,
draw, paint and definitely erase but what?

these dew drops i walk on,
are they the sweat of your hard toil,
nothing to gain, lose or prove :still you work?

i may probe and probe, but answer you will
only in the silence of my heart. only thing,
wipe my heart clean, your voice be heard!