In Morning Song
I listened this morning,
the forest outside my window,
come to life, the wetlands,
creatures beyond my eyes would sing,
to suggest that beauty is inherent,
beyond the scope of my humanity.
I wished your energy to carry that soul,
the delightful ambience outside our control,
in that moment,
of self examination,
if we can sometime, step beyond ourselves,
a bigger picture,
some spiritual guidance,
though we oft forget a grasp,
will protect our being with eternal grace.
I lay in linens,
listened to the song,
imagined you near me,
so I might hold you through the storm,
and capture your tears in my lips,
to know this life is beautiful.
I lay for the moment,
knowing the impact of your world,
how his delightful smile,
is always waiting your quiet caress,
he is your remarkable miracle,
and it his energy belongs in your arms.
His music is your love.
I listened to the sounds of nature for awhile,
always hearing your precious gift,
I am grateful to know,
it is your undying energy,
does touch our soul.