The Baby Bird’s Morning Thank You

Our sleeping selves.
Among morning’s enchantment.
Come now.
I say this:
“Thank you.”
For your being.
You.
Giving
waking
second
the
warmest
welcome.

In a touch of right ear.
In a touch of right cheek.
Tucked firmly to cover.
Cannot hide your beauty within.
A pleasant glow by moon phase.
Giving way to warming sun.

Wake now,
My Harvesting Joy.
Run simple pleasures through
passionate fields.
Cradle this baby bird of day.
Like tender light sacred to your trust.
Fly with me through paradise.
By clear skies.
In all wisdom.
We have arrived together.
Nesting by morning’s warmth.

C-2012-M.D.

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