Thursday, September 20, 2012

The dark morning runs quietly


quiet
Hands clasped to morning air
a school of songbirds fly 

the night breathes between us
held tight stars spitting candles
where nature and earth conquer
words themselves

my soul enjoys your company



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2 comments:

Shadow said...

this sounds like a beautiful dawn to me...

zonedin said...

I love that peaceful quiet time when everyone is still sleeping and I go outside to see the sky so crystal clear and filled with sparkling stars. The crisp nip in the air is so refreshing. It's too bad I usually sleep through all that:-/