An Awakening With the Birds

Awake before the morning dawn, I ambled out across the lawn. Taking repose beneath a tree, The sun blossomed, while birds sang sweet. A brilliant red cardinal shouts, As luscious blue birds flit about. A dazzling orange oriole Sits on a limb looking royal. Alone I sat whiles did ponder The joys of life chirping yonder. Watching a robin toil silently, This revelation screams at me. A man has never been so alive, As watching a new day arrive. Sitting so still for just awhile, He can hear the sound of his smile