A quick shimmer

of glittering, blinding light

peers down at me

worriedly

through the green,

leafy tree tops

and I turn

my sleeping body round

covering myself

in a blanket of earth

hiding my half-opened eyes

in a pillow of leaves

as the bright rays

continue to call

good morning, good morning

and I groan

five more minutes, sun

but the beaming light

is hard to ignore

as my skin soaks

in its warmth

so I give in

and peel myself off the ground

and listen

to the rumbling waters of a nearby river

as they whisper

*good morning, good morning.