I extol the virtues of a new day.
Ode to the Morning.
I lie awaiting the first hint of light,
The darkness dispelling.
I see it now, the first ray of impending glory!
Light taking form.
Be gone you gloomy shadows of the night
Your master is here.
The great orange globe begins its ascent,
Dispelling the dew left by the now departed night.
The brook dancing in the sunlight,
Murmuring its way to the sea.
Birds chirp, bounding here and there,
Seeking that elusive worm, their breakfast fare.
Smiling I arise, energized by the sounds of approaching day,
Enlivened by the dancing sunbeams.
I drink the nectar of new life served by the morning breezes,
On a tray of scents of woodland, marsh and sea.
Memories of the night forgotten,
Embracing the light.
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