Thursday, September 20, 2012

The dark morning runs quietly

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



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:-/