I Hear the Morning Birds
I Hear the Morning Birds Before dawn, the Birds begin Singing their hopeful songs. “Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun,” How do they know? Can they see The darkest hour? Does some internal clock Awaken them? Idle speculation, These thoughts at morning-tide. For truth be known, What matters Is faith in Sun’s return. Oh earthly chorus before the Dawn, I join in morning’s joy. This daily celebration, A new day dawns with Pregnant possibilities. Shams says, “All hail Earth’s Faithful turning And... Sign in to see full entry.