dawn

 

dawn brings birdsong

a peek out the window

 

reveals dew rising —

cool air, warm earth, this

 

is what happens

i rise, too

 

quietly as i can

and quietly as i can

 

cover myself 

enough slip outside

 

to feel the first of this day

later it will be hot

 

now it is cool

and i am alone

 

but for birdsong

and two bunnies on the dewy grass

 

 

 

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Written on 2023-06-03 at 13:13

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
This is inspirational, truly. Easing into the day rather than alarmed by it. Beautiful.
2023-06-07



I too love the morning, before anyone else is awake. You captured the spiritual interaction between human and nature, a salutation of sorts to the earth and it's fresh promise every morning.
2023-06-04