Poems

Lightness of the Morning (a poem)

Feeling the lightness of the morning breeze

touching my bare face.

The first shy rays of the rising sun

warming my frozen bones.

Laying in the grass, tall bluebells

swaying above for quiet solace.

Feeling the lightness of the world beyond

stroking my tired soul.

4 thoughts on “Lightness of the Morning (a poem)”

Dawn's Stalker says:

August 17, 2012 at 12:12 pm

Feeling the lightness of the world beyond

stroking my tired soul…..
great!!!

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1. tiny lessons blog says:
  
  August 17, 2012 at 5:11 pm
  
  Thanks – that’s how I felt this morning!
  
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neonspndx says:

August 18, 2012 at 11:37 am

Love this 🙂

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1. tiny lessons blog says:
  
  August 18, 2012 at 11:44 am
  
  thanks!
  
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