Red Sunshine Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Let red sunshine of morning come
Bringing on your future to be
Thoughts are of dust or golden slum
Set them just out and free
Sometimes it might find the alabaster
Tearing apart the clouds high
Moving your ways faster and faster
Clearing the blurs in the sky

You have your will to say yes or no
Nothing will leave what's done
Just like the ones you already know
Thoughts are loads to carry on
Whenever you burn of its heat wave
That you were tearing apart
Set back your thoughts and repave
Show the inside of your heart

Let red sunshine bring in the dawn
Bouquets of desiring ways
Forces will come life is to it drawn
Love of many coloring lays
Sometimes the haze might even clear
And give sense to it all
Being to your heart close and near
Each of its worthy call

(This is from an unnamed musical in progress. The author does much music) .