I see the morning come forward
through blue hazy clouds,
lightning obscuring sleep
scorching heat pushed aside
like a wave of cool water
washing the nights humidity
into cool of dawn.
Sunflower leans heavy
seeds fodder for the moving birds
destination breakfast
moving off again in a flutter of wings.
Yellow hues of sunshine
still waiting to be seen,
hidden in the heavy swollen sky
pregnant with clouds billowy.
Easy Saturday morning
pondering with thoughts of what will come
this new born day
alive before me
moving gently.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 