Before, Before

 Can we recognize -those pondering minds; make inspiration all the ways up? Oh, before, before, when the sun starts rising again, can we make ourselves more profound?

Before the sun rose;

I got up;

watch the bird's breakthrough -

the darkness,

reach to the sky;

walking in the street;

before the city wakes up;

fresh air; quiet surroundings make me -

feel all right.

Oh, before, before, when people show up,

the atmosphere is magnetic, fluid;

nature charm is hidden in -

the daylight;

I feel the urban pulse start-

 pacing up;

my energy boosts up.

people come up & down,

from all sites;

in pursuit of -

their daily life...

Before nature starts-

shifting the season;

Time has a way of -

changing the rhyme,

from summer's blossom to -

autumn deep;

those memories linger; 

they’re never the same.

Oh, before, before, 

when the world was ours to explore,

can we figure out - 

who we are, 

who do we want to become?

Living for the now, 

holding on to the belief, 

so tight...

The stars are twinkling,

 at the night sky,

compete with neon lights, nearby,

I hear voice & noise, 

all the way up;

walking into the flow of-

 global strangers,

 with enriched sentiment,

enchanted charm,

the whispered moment felt like a spark,

the warm greetings made me smile.

Oh, before, before, 

We painted our futures with -

colors so bright,

In a world full of wonder;

is everything feeling all right,

would the darkness swallow -

the remote light?

the urban slows down and becomes quiet;

can we recognize -

those pondering minds,

make inspiration all ways along?

Oh, before, before, 

when the sun starts rising again,

can we make -

ourselves more profound,

all the time?

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