photo of sunrise at Chestermans by Stephanie Dawn
Hmmm.....I was looking through my drafts to see if I could find something to post this morning - and this popped up. I dont remember writing it. I offer it here as I wait for inspiration to strike for something new:) (I am So Tired, my brain is in neutral right now.)
Wild Woman
is singing her morning song,
a song of birds winging
across the dawn,
a song of blue skies
and the rolling hills,
a song of new hope
now the night has gone.
It's a song of the mist
rising off the earth,
the sun and the cycle
of death and rebirth,
the trail setting out
on the way to Tomorrow:
a heart that holds joy
far more than sorrow.
In the afternoon sun
golden poplars glow,
leaves rippling
like lanterns
presaging snow.
As the sun goes down,
it's a time for prayer.
She sends it up
in the frosty air:
another day ending,
the night begun,
may God bless
all creatures
under the sun.
