In the pristine morning light
I seek solace
resting cross-legged on my front stoop
waiting for my 6:00 am coffee
to perk some vitality
into these middle-aged veins.
Aware that humanity,
and you too?
still rest.
But the raucous birds
and the swaying, yellow-sun tipped trees
announce the beginning
of today, the next day
in God's creation.
Good morning, dear friend.
I awake early to save a seat
and hear our feathered friends tune up
so that the symphony of life
may greet you
in soulful harmony of praise
to our blessed Lord
this dawning day.
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