Awake! Awake it’s not too late

Nita Anders

If I had only known the present,

Acknowledged just some of my many

Blessings, been aware of sights and

Sounds and light and color, attuned

To music, to silence, to my own

Inner harmony—

But I was numb and partly blinded,

My senses caught in human play,

My dreams a million miles away.

I couldn’t see the joy all ‘round me—

nor within me.

Somewhere along the way I had

lost touch with magic and wonder.

Now, though the years have gone

when youth and all that means has

passed; Asleep And Now Awake,

I see a new beginning, I feel an

unfamiliar sense of joy and sparkle,

And I Know It’s Not Too Late!