Summer Morning Meditation

Water foul wing overhead
Making their way to the lake
Calling to one another
As they fly in formation

A single drop of dew
On a single blade of grass
Evaporates early in the morning
Only to reappear the next day

A baby Robin
Fresh from the nest
Tail-feathers yet to grow in
Calls loudly for food

With the morning sun
The flower faces the east
Its petals open
And drinks in the radiance

The eastern sky is ablaze
A new day burns bright & warm
The blue sky is filled with splendor
Light replaces darkness
A new day begins


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