Communion With Dawn

In the stillness of the early morn When nature shakes off the remnants of slumber Leaves stretching, flowers opening I sit quietly with my cup of tea in reflection. Gazing at the first visages of dawn As the sun lazily climbs into the heavens Gradually dressing the day in a kaleidoscope of hues Huddling a bit deeper into the quilt I have wrapped about me. Oh quiet morn what blessing will you bestow today? A gentle shower, a warm caress? Or will passion shatter us from our doldrums, Enveloping fury of an unleashed tempest. Communion with nature, I tune into earths heartbeat Thundering through my blood, rejuvenating my soul I rise and salute you in prayer and thanksgiving Calmer from the spiritual union of birthing a new day.