tiniest
glow of light
begins a whole new day
Wake
morning comes
to the dahlia sun
rousing the sleeping bee
Advent
each rising day
owes recompense
to the necessary night
How Day Breaks
God’s finger
a single ray of light
the touch of the divine
Remnant of Everything
discarded bark contains
the sunrise and the sunset
and the dark side of the moon
Kiss
the day arrived
in wisps and sighs
the kiss of color as night goodbyes
Fashion
birch and sky
both wearing stripes
the fashion of the day
March Morning
the pink of dawn
spilled onto
the frozen lawn
And So
light and colors
reached us through the fog
and so the new year dawned
Night Meets Day
bare branches
still covered in night
receive the morning sky
The Sky’s Timbre
autumn’s leaves are echoed
in an orange morning sky
Day Unveiled
morning crosses the river
sunlight lapping at my feet
Dreams
the landscape dreams
in wisps of mist
and mystery
Yield
first light
stretches across the acres
that are harvest’s home
Sunrise on the Oxbow
black and white
morning light
darkness in retreat
New Day
the light still lingers
from some other
morning’s moon
Rise
radiance is the soul
making itself known
Day Break
banishing another night
day burns bright
Love and Beauty
Venus courts the morning moon
wooing spring from winter
Waiting
between storms
a colorful dawn
reminds us of what
we are waiting for
Calm
the new day is hushed
quieted by white
a calm dawn
Morning Fog
low land sleeps
in dreamy white
as the day softly begins
God’s Eye
the divine watcher
opens the day
with light
Undressed
a naked tree stands
in autumn’s boudoir
of pink and grey
New Day
dawn unwraps
our precious gift
another new beginning
Surely
Morning makes its way through bare branches.
Every ray of sun brings us closer to the greening of spring.
Snow Blossoms
As transient as the dawn
snow blossoms hold onto the branch
with the power of a wish.
Gift
Another day begins
with the light of the divine.
Morning’s Color
heralds hope.
Pines in Pink
Morning rushes in
promising a rosy day.