Sunrise

by kim blades, writer

I awake to be greeted by the sunrise

and its panoply of scents, sounds and hues,

the evocative perfume of mimosa kindles hope and surpriseas the birds greet the rosy blush that enriches the sky’s blues.

 

The warm summer morning air has a fresh allure

which the dying of the night has yet to taint

and it fees good to breathe air so new and pure

while gazing at a sky not even a master artist could paint.

 

Everything in Nature is touched with a rosy, golden glow

with dew drops sparkling pink gemstones on the crown of summer grass

and horse-tail clouds across the straw and berry heavens flow,

not yet is sublime azure blueness this sky-ship’s mast.

 

Surely Nature and It’s bounty are the only true perfection

made clear in every new day’s flawless sunrise,

only Man’s impervious arrogance are It’s blight and pollution

so who among us do not the saboteurs of the new day despise?

 

 

 

 

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One Comment to “Sunrise”

  1. Surely Nature and It’s (Its) bounty are the only true perfection
    only Man’s impervious arrogance are It’s(Its) blight and pollution
    Marvelous!

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