awake in the shadows of dawn........

the ambiguity of morning is enchanting, no exact beginning or ending, it is in this area that i can become better acquainted with clarity, we are much like an infant nursing for comfort, not recognizing the limitations, we take in too much, use what we can, cry, and then leave the rest for someone else to clean up, this is be no means meant to be a reflection of a newborn's shortcomings, for they know nothing else................