By Morning Light
Most clouds have slipped away
pushed south by evening wind sways
in the brief raindrop spin,
breezes remain wide and thin
sliding through the rain
as the outer darkness gains;
by morning light
gone is the leftover black of night
eased as the weather soaks in and dries
in the slowed passing of 2026 July.
Off in the distant trees, locust repeat their calls
repetitious then silence falls,
but for the gatherings of crows
cawing loudly to the earth below,
birdsong melodic rhapsodies explode
in the cool of morning's flows
into the warm of sunlight clothed.
The blue skies return again
speckled with wispy white trends
puffed up clouds push in and out once more
revealing harbored glimpses of heaven's door,
there comes a calm, a peaceful paused interlude
as the sun the moon pursues
that will soothe the day's vermouth
with sweeter ingratiated fruits;
Noon arrives as nature thrives
all in living grateful to be alive
pulled into the rapture of life's inebriated delights
save for the fools whirling in constant human flight.
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