Early Morning Thoughts by PoetryGrrrl

Stirring of life in branches
restful early morning thoughts
open doors to timeless beginnings.

All around the mullberry bush
we fall, we fall, we fall…

daylight peeks its’ slowly opening eyes
over strains of dark changing shades
the early morning horizon sneaking
glances sideways through branches and leaves
lingering traces of warmth and misty dew drops
like trains of thought to be swallowed whole
by the children of the earth; to sustain them

a place for everything, and everything in its place.

So where do i fit in?

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

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