They are singing, they are tweeting: to this world, we do not belong
Oh to see them: lightly jumping; pecking; peeking: all around
Its uplifting; so amazing: how serene their morning sound...
If you listen, in the morning, when the sun is starting to rise
You can hear them, all the atoms; as they paint the bright blue skies.
With the elements and the molecules; they create a wondrous air
We can join them, in their brilliance; for they're inviting us with care
Oh, too often, we're so busy: running here and running there
We haven't time,to ever see it:: the wondrous artwork everywhere...
We're up and out the door so quickly; before the day can even begin
But, do we notice, at any moment, all the awesomeness shining in?
Let's take the time this morning to gaze outside and see the blue
That stretches high and salutes us; as it whispers love to me and you
All the awesomeness that is about us, all the wondrous signs of grace
Let us notice them.. every blessing.. and for a moment give them some space..
Greetings Joy. The early mornings can be a blessing in disguise for people to open their eyes to this prize. I like seeing the birds flying and chirping while I'm walking my pet dog Sadie. A well written poetic-piece that I enjoyed reading. Blessings to you.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.