In the silence of the morning
the first rays of the rising sun
warm my spirit, warm my heart
like the cup of coffee in my hand.
The day awaits me, what shall I do?
The day filled with sunshine,
the starting of Spring
the opening of a flower.
There is a song to be written--
ideas to be born--
there are walks to be taken,
conversations to be had.
to be had in the beauty of this day--
sun melting frost, grass turning green--
birds flying high, against blue sky.
In the silence, all things are possible,
in the silence, there is all of what could be
waiting on the sidelines,
waiting to begin.
Neal Lemery 3/14/10