Like a Meadowlark
you sing sweetly
waking me in the
breaking dawn

Sun cresses over
the looming horizon
bearing its warmth
upon my eager face

All things appear still
for a slight moment
in time, even the lake
pauses to sleep

The wind and clouds
hang motionless
like the Earth stopped
in mid rotation to rest

All is REFRESHED as
we begat as new day
full of glory and life
blessed from above.