full-colored view

What lay asleep in blackness
only moments ago,
now shows me signs of waking up
with color and light shining on,
and emanating from, their being.
Trees and clouds, vehicles and houses
come into full-colored view
as dawn breaks into day.

As coffee courses through my body
and words fill the pages,
I too come into full-colored view,
into myself.

waking up with the shadows

Waking up with the shadows
dark figures following me
as I meander through unconsciousness
to find my lost self.

They linger
after I wake, open my eyes,
they stay with me.
Today the shining rays of sun
only enhance their darkness
rather than making them retreat.

I will join you again tonight
if you leave, for now.