- “The First New Day”
AFTER A WEEK OF BITTER COLD WEATHER and being locked out of my FB page for a week (after being hacked and removed as Admin temporarily), I’m in the mood for some good weather and comforting things …
.Oh what a beautiful day …
morning comes quietly at first
nothing more than a whisper.
a dream.
the slightest noise and she might vanish.
but still she breaks the horizon
cascading over hills and across
a golden sea of wheat.
at first only a bird or two
like an orchestra tuning.
and up above a branch rustles
as a gentle breeze
brushes through the leaves.
and therein the early morning
dawn just as it did on that
very first day so long ago.
first one
then two
then a third
echoes in reply
until the air is filled with song.
ushering in the light
as the darkness fades away.
and as if a dam broke
light crashes splashes over hills
and valleys.
a tide of golden warmth
shimmering through branches
and leaves.glistening off the dew.
clinging to the dawn
of this bright new day.
as if it were the first.
the very first brand new day .
.. .~ poem “The First New Day” by Michael Traveler, author/poet.
photo by Harland J. Schuster
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