Daybreak

Making love with nature
beneath the autumn sky.
Leaning on the birch tree
that reaches its arms so high.

Late blooming flowers
smelling sweet as fresh baked pie,
hidden by a gang of ferns,
growing wildly on the hillside.

I sit above the bluegrass prairie
overlooking what was the night sky
where the stars danced
and the moon smiled.

Silence is soon to be woken
by the rising suns rays
as the song of birds
reach mountain tops
and Mother's creatures awake.

The rhythm of a gentle breeze
and a buzzing swarm of bee's
gently puts me off to sleep
underneath the glowing birch tree
while nature begins its day
without missing a beat.



Sandra Murdoch-Becker
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