MORNING SONG...
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MORNING SONG
Morning is where you move.
The strengthening sun
strokes the languid waves
gulls in a lazy ballet
perform miracles in still air
no longer wailing with need
as if they too were replete
with promise lyrical on the wind.
Islands half hid in mist
move soft against the sky
smoke under burnt glass
mountains conversing with clouds
too early in their splendour to intimidate
with familiar awe of alien homecoming.
I grope about for words
to capture the morning
as a bird in song on a clifftop branch
reminds me of my puny arrogance
with no note of mockery in its voice
knowing the true artist between us.
Without need of words
aureoling my world
you smile at my frantic pace
to express the inexpressible
harbouring my small despairs
keeping me new for wonder
cradling my song.
Morning is where you move
and love-lucid my senses follow.
Author~~~Christy Brown~~~
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