Sunday, February 18, 2018

Early Morning


Why I Wake Early by Mary Oliver

Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.


4 comments:

Barbara Rogers said...

Like, like like!

Anvilcloud said...

lovely

Thérèse said...

What would be a better start??

Jim Egerton said...

Beautifully said. It is rising somewhere on earth (except the poles). It is truly where the "heavens kiss the peaks".