First thought of the morning...

When the moon and the sun meet while the world is still all asleep and at the end of the tunnel of dreams, 

I sit here with my shadow, shaking hands and reflecting the thoughts, 

Often visited by the wings in black and at times painted in the colors of the rainbow, flying in a rush to who knows where. 

The light playing hide and seek among these tall buildings making me warm while the dark nights vanish along with yesterday's cold thoughts, 

I see no clouds yet and the clear blue skies and wonder how long has it been since the heart saw something as clear as this. 

A smile appears out of nowhere at myself, remembering Louis' words 

"What a wonderful world!" 

The flock of birds flying together synchronized and dancing together 

while one lost in its own world singing a melody, 

wonder why it makes the words happy. 

"The beauty of happiness lies naked right in front of us, no disguises! All it takes is the eyes that can see and a heart that can feel! Happiness is everywhere standing with open-arms awaiting a cuddle!"