Morning Poem, May 11, 2016

Posted on May 11, 2016 by labeak52

The silver horn flashes in the room’s dim light
The sweet notes rising, bending, falling
The last rays of evening through the tall windows
The outside breeze, laden with honeysuckle and lilac
Moves the white curtain.

Be at rest, soul. Refresh. If only for the moment.
Be at rest and drink in.

Copyright 2016

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