moss covered morning whispers a hello kiss

Sole of the sea, loyal wind
enfolded by sun & moon
friend of genesis,
metallic percussions, stirring
the very river of soul
to it’s depth
ringing quality, again & again
dancing down currents
of a pulsating fire
intellectual nature,
feeling consciousness
open mouth of desires
for this new day rising like
a whirlwind round and round…
motion…
arcs of eyes in dimming darkness
now in full possession of human sense
mine…
pale light, shown down
awakening a rushing sound…begets
silhouettes
against a blue sky
I walk further into this depth of morning
noticing a
prismatic humming of dewdrops
lifting audible stokes of music
gazing into my own thoughts

where morning’s work, rises again
toward the surface of dawn, turning
the air, independently warm,
a bit
sullen,
engrossed in its commingling advance,
spinning like a top
with circular horizon,
purring through
the air ahead…waiting

getting on with delightful light
I inhale a fragrance
of the bloom of daybreak
thinking how this soft breeze  
shines within the spaces
of branches high above
in giant garden plants puffing out
perfume of some random secret
some eulogizing significance
whispering
no…
chanting a
fullness of sunshine
like some vortex
making itself known
wild barren reef
speaking some unknown tongue
lifting me into it’s speak
into white light blazes
into a shock of silence
merely showing me the power
and garment of day
day in brilliant colors
that stands waiting
with open hands…
dignity and grace
oh how honest and revealing
how incredible!
ohhhh, how uniform…
these shades of brownish-gold
echo a sense of warming up

jade against the atmosphere
where my mind slowly rises
to the very issues of the moment
familiar colors, walking past my
place in this ceiling painted bright
giggling
like the sweet woman’s sigh
of summer
with brilliant blue eyes

I am jolted from this dream by the smell
of coffee singing in the air

hmmmm, time to shower and get dressed for work
again...

Morning everyone