The Morning Air

It is the morning air that awakens me.
It’s the freshness and the light that invigorates me to a new day.
It’s the sun beaming in,
And the dew on the breeze,
That tells me mercies are new today.

Gone is yesterday,
Gone is the past,
Here is today.
Uncharted, waiting for me to set sail upon,
Undocking from the port of moments past. 

Today is a new day,
As I breathe in deeply the promise of the present.
Its time embark upon my day,
Into the journey of now.