
awake before dawn
all senses fully attuned
to world waking up
awake before dawn
all senses fully attuned
to world waking up
top of the morning
a mockingbird on its perch
belting out its song
a walk in the woods
after long awaited rain
earthy smell of life
the moment after
the phonograph stops spinning
how loud the silence
beneath wind scourged limbs
far from prying eyes above
not time to die yet