Morning’s Songs

February 10th, 2008 · 2 Comments

Just now peering through the trees,

the first light of morning gold

breaks the shadow times of night.

Before the light grows stronger

awakening the morning creatures,

I wonder at the ‘oh so silent still’.

In these moments of calm morning air,

and daylights not yet broken

I pause to breathe the tranquil space.

For soon the chitterings of waking birds,

will chorus in the morning’s songs

as night’s shade fades away.

The promise of another day’s dawning

as morning stretches

to embrace the once cold and darkened night.

Morning’s songs now fully sung

have ushered in the dawn,

and morning light now fills the sky.

The setting sun of yesterday,

keeping promises through the night,

shining now a new day has begun.

Bhante n. Kassapa