Morning Harmony

“There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.” – William C. Bryant


The morning song
Nature’s tongue…
only birds’ chirping
fills the silence and
iridescent glow of
peace and harmony.
The morning dew
gleefully hugging
the garden of golden hue,
winking at the sun
before melting
into the petals of blooms.
I look up to the stars –
Thank you for sleeping
and letting my soul shine
if only for a little while,
when all in solitude
is communing
in perfect sincerity
in beauty dissolved,
the morning song…
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