Morning Poetry

Bee on my tansy bush

by Maria Lisa Polegatto

I love when I wake up writing poetry
It warms my soul
The coolness of the fall morning
Fingers tingly with inspiration
Mind racing to wonderful places
Allowing thoughts to flow
While rushing to write it down
or transcribe on media
Letting Spirit take the lead
Thoughts spiraling into my head
Whirling as words form
It awakens me into the morning
And into the day
Inch by inch, step by step
Being conscience of the gift of life
Not just me but of the living world
As the birds chirp in the branches
Bees buzz outside on the tansy bush
Wild grown, wild animals, wild world
Come let me see
Let me enjoy your splendor
I am transformed by its presence
Stepping outside into myself
Everything is alive and free
Like we ought to be
One world, one thought, one concept
Take me there and let me enjoy
Nature's peace and tranquility.

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