dawn

let the fog of pre-dawn blanket the mountains and treetops and horizon

let sharp breeze nip at the heels of the cock’s crow

let the crickets retreat and tiny birds awaken to their morning song

let the morning rise

let the neighbor yawn into cups of steaming coffee and hot tea

let the sun begin an ascent beyond eye can see

let hope invigorate the heart and gladden the mind

let morning rise

let bodies stretch and babies fuss for a breakfast nip

let spiderwebs sway, drenched in the dew of fresh wetness

and so let morning rise

let gentle breeze find the faintest smile

it is a new day

yes, let morning rise!

photo taken by udee bassey, blue ridge mountains, asheville, nc