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Misty Morning

 

Cleanse my essence

Misty morning be upon me

Raiseth thy warmth to the sky

What a miracle be this world

 

My neighbor is off fishing

Off into the rising mist he disappeareth

Blinding glare of the risen sun upon him

Always thought me strange did he

For prefereth I to stay behind

Admire this glory shorebound

Writing to capture the moment

For here this morn is eternally bound

 

Fill my senses with thine morning scent

Notice how morning scents confer all

      the distinctive pungency of the morning forest

      the coolness of the lake mist

      it says “I’m here”

                  “This is me”

                  “Good morning”

                  “Take me as I am”

 

Blendeth now do we

Take thine scent deep within

See thine glory before me

And here on paper so doth I try to give some back

What purpose have I here?

Searcheth deep

Yet cannot find

As three ducks swim before me this morn off into the mist

      only peace fills me

Oneness with the natural fold

Man here is thankfully not alone

Let us stop pretending that we are

 

Misty Morning 

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