An Always Morning
In the center of my garden,a marble fountain stands.
Today, the fountain-birds harmonizing
and conversing in joy,
Of their plans to fulfill for God's day.
Insects, too,are busy doing their holy work,
some building tunnels way under the earth.
If lucky, I might see a hare hop my way.
Meanwhile, I will procure a fresh orange from the beloved tree in my yard.
Oh, what a way to start a citrusy day.
With a brioche, a carafe of French coffee,
on my terrace I will sit.
Inspired, smiling and so immensely grateful, to be an such an insignificant part of all this.
Panagiota Romios
4/22/2019
7:00pm PST
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