Mornings find me waiting on the sky
my heart exalting with glorious joy
as I catch its dew with my cupped palms
and soak in the light of the rising sun.
Then I’ll rest content all through the day
whispering cheer to those who come my way –
the wind caressing my expectant face
the silvery wings resting on my limbs.
When the night comes, I lay me down to rest
curled up tight in my Maker’s breast
looking forward to the breaking dawn
ushering the miracle of a brand new morn.
MY WALL 
The poem is a perfect accompaniement for the pic.
Did you take the picture? It’s stunning!
Thanks, El Guapo. Yes, I did take the pic. š
this speaks so much of being in the moment, cherishing each moment in their beauty.. catching the dew and curling up in the Makerās breast…both sounds wonderful..
The poem and the photo perfect partners. Love what you wrote…very meaningful
Peace
Siggi
Thanks, Siggi. š We are in Maine again. I am just so surprised how chilly the nights can be in August. š
curled tight to the makers breast…smiles…love that…
love my mornings too catching that first bit of light
with my coffee cup…smiles.
Thanks, Brian. š I just feel the need to make a little correction – while I love my coffee, I often miss the first light. The only reason I’ve been seeing some of that is the new puppy we just had.
ah yay on the new puppy that is awesome….but will def make you lose some sleep…smiles.
a great read to pacify the worries of the day and to look forward to a fresh start when morning comes … thank you for sharing š
What a beautiful poem. Where you get your thoughts from is pure ‘magic’…. Diane
Thanks, Diane. š In this case, the thought came from the grass wet with dew which I happened to see because I need to take out our new puppy which I am house training. I guess I should thank the puppy, Thunder, for opening a new world and making me experience new things. š
I know I’ve said it before but I just have to say again… You take awesome dew drop/ rain drop photos! And a new puppy!?! Do Tell? When do we get to see pictures?!
Thanks, Jessie. š I am taking as much photos of the puppy. I will select some decent looking ones. Our puppy is named Thunder, a Rat Terrier/American Eskimo Mix. He is the cutest little things (next tom y children). š I will post some soon.
Morn Imelda. Nice words to start my day and to inspire me to meditate on God’s creation and provision.
Have a nice day;)
Your poem made me smile and want to celebrate each beautiful morning. Gorgeous photo, too!
The perfect poem for the perfect shot Imelda! Stunning hon! š *hugs*
Cross my heart! Its a prayer ! I literally feel I should kneel Imelda! Love you dear!
I have missed your words and your stunning photography Imelda! So good to be back and soak in all the beauty and tender thoughts. Hugs, Sharon
SHARON!!! š I am so glad to hear from you. I’ve been looking forward to notifications about your new post. I hope everything’s fine with you and yours. Thank you for dropping by. š
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Your poem is beautiful as always Imelda, but that photo is truly outstanding! Great job š
Lovely prayerful poem!
Beautiful, so inspirational! Love the pic, too š Visiting from Poets United š
Live each day to the fullest. Beautiful.
Thanks, Beth. š
Love the sense of warmth and security and possibility in this! Very pretty!
Thanks, poetlaundry. š