Sweet Peace

In the early morning hour enjoying earth and hour even writing in the faint light The birds speak Sweet peace here To all who will listen I only recognize The sound of the Gull Those that are in flight Speak to me Did God program joy into their ability to fly? Do they long each morn to catch a breeze and sail? Do they chirp in Joy? First the Seagulls dot the sky coming from the south headed north.. Then the heavy odd-shaped Pelicans(that is like the pot calling the kettle black) fly low over the nearly calm waters headed to north end of the isle What if I could join their flight? Seagulls must be early risers Out to get the best spots on beach or to get the best food scattered on shore Pelicans must be night owls they fly low like a slow sunrise taking their time to reach their little piece of property up north beach Now earth and sky seem to meet melting into each other The moisture laden air seems to saturate my being What a morning to enjoy God's Good Earth.... Sponsor: Nikko Palmario Contest: Beyond Earth and Hour Writing Challenge Hint for saving the earth: Use salt and lemon to clean pots and pans....