This is a special kind of reckoned day

when the sun shines loud we know this beauty

everything smooth in sweet glorious sway

we begin to grow life’s reality

Our daily struggles keep our heartstrings strong

paying the man passionate arching goals.

Wondering in seasons does peace belong

in difficult sessions, fills gaping holes.

He looks out into the morning sweet light,

she breathes a certain delight in this piece

of life now readying a walk tonight.

This day holds confidence in my release.

By standards he will reach a pinnacle;

The man, the master, holds the oracle