Connected

In the waking hour,
In the sun's setting,
We flip,
A violent less rotation as we all spin 'round.

Atoms flee, atoms come,
Rebuilding cells to fulfill a day,
Promises broken,
Actions taken.

Let not the opportunities of this day fall to the wayside,
Crumbled, trampled in regret,
Beleaguered hopes dwindling,
Fight the depletion and ignite your night.

Call to you all that is yours,
Sing the song of your maker,
Connect all dots,
And realize there is nothing but you, me, us ... connected.

Create your moment,
And be a God.