Early morning risers know the scent of dew.
See it split into rainbows
as the dawn shines through.
Notice buds held tight through the night
loosen their hold on night’s dreams,
as day’s stories unfold, yet to be written.
Early morning risers are smitten
and blessed by a world newly dressed.
Ready to face the world reborn,
with souls un-torn by yesterday’s stress.
Bathed in cool light ,filling every cell’s space,
with grace and delight alight on their face.
Good morning, world!
I am here.
I still live.
I am ready to give.
Good morning world!
annarino writes 