Inspiration
September 8, 2010![]() |
Early Mornings I have always loved early mornings - the portent of the day. The way the light kisses the trees. I am so expectant. The beauty overwhelms me.... Mary Torres, a California Poet uses words to express it so beautifully -- Love's Morning Rise There... across the farmer's fields she peeks shyly over the treetops glorious and modest in her beauty. Quietly without word she will rise her presence warmth immediately felt. This must be love. Look at all that stand at attention so vibrant with life they all become. Sleeping flowers awaken their petals glistening with dew drops. Leaves rustling on their branches with the gentle breeze she brings. The grasses shimmering in green basking under her early morning light. There... look at the birds singing dancing from tree to tree full of life on this new day she brings. The sky so vast and boundless reflects the oceans with its vibrant blues. Yes, it must be love. Every sight gives miles of clarity. Every breath gives life to a joyous heart. Yes, it is love... love that rises with the beauty of a morning sun. |