I watch as sun reaches
day yet to appear.
Fresh rays searching
perservere
in vista this stillness.

I listen to still few birds
warble in throng.
Voices anew trailing
birdsong
lightly dusts the leaves.

As I observe a light vivid
In jewels afire.
A stars throng glinting
conspires
across greenest boughs.

I taste the greenery in
freshly cut lawn.
Life afire is stirring
morn
soon new day will wake.