Aurora Borealis

The sunrises like the aurora borealis this morning With the morning star still glowing brightly Crickets calling for their mates to come Noise of man already begun The air is cool with a crispness Inviting one to stay on the porch Taking in all God's awaking of the earth A few whispy ink black clouds grace the sky Breathing deeply enjoying the oxygen supplied My body by God who created the earth Birds begin to sing God's praises One lone bird flying high in the darkness He is just a shadow flying by To grace my morning on the porch He must be the early bird that gets the worm There is a stillness but yet a can feel the air move As the sun comes slowly up the morning star fades Gradually disappearing from sight Yet it is still there its brillance hidden by the sun Each tree shadow takes on a different shape The colors in the sky constantly changes Just like our lives, no matter how well planned Life happens and changes occur for good or bad With mountain top experiences or down in the valley God is always there but sometimes We walk off and leave him He weeps as we turn our back to go Thank you God for this time My time on the porch