Dawn
All the reasons I love the early morning.
As the sun gently awakens to kiss the darkness away,
Colors yawn and come to life
Gently at first, with timidity of a young dawn
But then with a bravery born of warmth and brilliance,
They greet me.
Peace. Quiet. Calm.
And then…
Birds arise, peering out of nests and holes.
Joyfully, they raise their praise to the morning
And to their creator.
Blending in harmony, occasional solo-singers,
Rhythmic banter with no lyrics
They sing
The world opens up like a flag unfurled
As it is lifted into the air
For all to see
“Behold,” it calls “Look and see
This new day! Make something of it!”
And I do.
About the Creator
Debora Dyess
Start writing...I'm a kid's author and illustrator (50+ publications, including ghostwriting) but LOVE to write in a variety of genres. I hope you enjoy them all!
Blessings to you and yours,
Deb
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