Morning is beautiful
not for the sun lighting up the grey sky
nor for the dew glittering like diamonds
on gossamer gowns
It is beautiful
not for the songs that break the silence of the night
accompanied by the beats
of wings raring to take flight
No. Even when there are no such delights
Morning is beautiful
just because it comes.
“Morning is beautiful just because it comes.” How true, and the pictures are a perfect accompaniment. Nicely done.
Lovely, indeed.
My favorite part of the day ~ Stunning macro shots Imelda ~
As beautiful as the dew drops and your poetry. Good Morning.
I just love and enjoy your poems.You are a born poet Imelda.
Thank you very much for the encouraging words, Imelda. 🙂 I always appreciate your dropping by. Happy mid-week. 🙂
Sjoe dis mooi!
The morning has broken….
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world…
sing on Cat Stevens….
brilliant photos and words Imelda…
Well said Imelda and stunning captures! 😀
Bravo! A lovely and proufoundly beautiful sentiment. Enjoyed this much.
‘Just because it comes…’ How grateful we are for each new morning, the day the Lord has made and we are glad in it. Just beautiful this Imelda, really is…
True beauty in words as in pictures.