Thursday, February 02, 2017


We softly tread upon a starlit lawn
To gaze upon the fiery birth of dawn
As bats now withdraw and owls still
Sunrise crests above the eastern hill
In nascent shimmer does light awakes
Another new day the world now makes
Bees soar out from their waxy hive
The world is up and humming alive
On lavender, thyme, chive and box
Their day unfurls as nature knocks
I know the world is a pitiful place
Yet here I see another gentler face
If we all took some time to see wonder
So much strife we could put asunder
Before day and danger has beckoned
Be at peace in a green, sunny second