The slow light of morning
slips into awakening
with secrets of the dawn,
of silence stored in mountain caves
lined with walls of ice,
flowing now like a river
in the rise of springtime song.
Reading of “Secrets of the Dawn” with music by Paul Cardall
Don, I find that morning coffee helps unlock those secrets of the dawn. Good description.
Thank you for this beautiful poem Don. Springtime is teasing us here in the Colorado Rockies and your poem captures the essence I have been feeling. “Flowing now like a river in the rise of Springtime song”
Perfect.
My best to you friend.