In the early morning
as ebony and ivory skies
mix and mingle,
frogs frantically croak
with all their might
in the backyard pond.
Night’s full moonlight
wraps the sky as a
of unfettered peace.
Birds, alert now, unbundle
and chime welcoming alarms.
High-pitched whistles echo through
from leafy river-birch-branch perches,
and in backyard’s tall pines.
In fleeting moments, nighttime exits.
Each critter’s song subsides and drifts
as an eastern sky beckons and brightens.
The sun’s golden glow announces
arrival of that which has never been,
a brand new day posed with promise.
Grasses, drenched in dewdrops,
salute joy in being green refreshed.
Flowers lift colorful faces eastward.
My heart quickly begs to join,
to become a poet momentarily
who tags and attempts to share
a smidgen of this awareness,
to share a tiny touch of inspiration
from nature’s wondrous design
to your dwelling place from mine.