A PONDEROUS MORNING

Cigarettes and coffee
A morning's treat
Out on the balcony
The day seems so complete

No worries
No noises
But the call of the tide
Waving at me
Crashing with pride

With the sun bending upon the distant horizon
And the earth glimmering in its own glory
Mother nature proves her natural green thumb
My eyes fall upon her beautiful inventory

I find her so concrete
So finely made
Unique and complete

The foundation on which we stroll
The nature of her soul
So self controlled and so whole

Stable in all her ways
To be observed throughout the days
Of her might
And her fight
To maintain and preserve
This wondrous reserve


Editor's Pick in Drama Newsletter 10/12/11