Morning Light
"morning light"
witnessing beauty
from the world of God himself
blessed are living souls
as the hour turns five as the sky changes from black to blue
I see hear and know the scene before me is where I want to be
just before soft blues open fiery reds and orange make way
joining skies of dawn are birds gliding and living free
softly glistening with reflections from the sun rivers shine
all this and more are reasons why to give thanks and praise
for such beauty is a blessing that lives within each soul
mesmerized by its image I savor moments of morning light
SkyWatcher
05-11-18
Note:
this entry is in honor of God of course and Anil
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