Roving In the Presence of Dawn

A sweet scent of wood on the morning air The dawning of another day When nature's escapades begin Unwrapping in this November woods. Searching for the first of a burst of a brand new HORIZON greeting A fading night, roving over crinkled leaves newly fallen The majesty of dawn Kicking up my heels on this juvenile morning I feel the immaculate PRESENCE of nature from miles around A hallowed log with early morning visitors seeking Treasures for their troves Keeping on my best quietness I envisioned a boiling star take the sky A golden treat of slivers of purple and simmering crimson bold A sunrise New and gold, I witnessed the flaring horizon as I Ventured forward gently uncovering a new born tranquil day.