Mornings Run, a Beauty
A tiny soursob quivers under weight of dew,
mornings invitation to open
and yellow petaled blooms do stretch
as light abundant in warmth ensues.
Each crystal kingdom glistens,
orbs of life upon clover leaves,
reflections of sky in beauteous notes,
while nature smiles and listens.
And as the sun rises fair,
those yellow flowers en masse infuse,
the rolling green of grasses dare
to beauty’s heart and in perfection bare.
Each facet of life in days new face,
accepts the sun and dew-kissed plight,
like diamonds those orbs reflect the light,
and herald the day in delicate trace.
As clouds do skate across endless blue,
and winds caress each moment,
as kindness weaves a soliloquy,
with silent words so true.
And what harmony there is in silent being,
each thought one of calm embrace,
as life evokes a sentient knowing,
a quiet heart-felt seeing.
So in silent steps I greet the day,
and blessed my breath, my heart,
another potential, another possibility,
in this my earthly form portrayed.
Not one moment do I take for granted,
not one moment that is without meaning,
and every beat of my heart echoes,
in an eternal resounding, sated.
As diamonds fade and flower stretch,
and day is full from mornings run,
the sun on high expands and sighs,
beauty has indeed been etched.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Lovely weather report of a glorious morning to take pleasure in. Thank you for sharing this beautiful time, Tony. Great piece.
Weather report indeed, and the grass really needs a mow. lol Thanks Phyllis.