Morning
Bruce Levine
The stillness of the morningA quiet time to think
Burning off the mist of darkness
And drying up the dew
Ev’ning shadows long forgotten
As golden rays appear
Casting off on a new day dawning
With incandescent light
Like fishermen in hip-boots
Trailing lures in streams
Teasing dreams to follow
The long forgotten embers
Of yesterday’s embrace
New shadows of awak’ning
With piercing crystal light
Leaving empty spaces
To be filled as time progresses
Toward another afternoon
The patches still in grayness
Soon to disappear
Ending off the day’s transition
As morning overtakes
The dawn of another journey
A day to be revealed
Moving on toward a day of brightness
Another day with you
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