Analysis of April Morning

Once white wispy spirits
weeping mourning tears
at the passing of twilight
celestial bodies wane
at light of heavens sun
as silent beings awaken
to feel the warmth
of his rays
feeling the waves
of lifes blood rising
they walk thru the sands of time
leaving footprints of the soul
as the waves of lifes blood
rises then receeds
it washes away the tracks
left by the footprints
of the soul