What is it with Mornings
by Alan D. R.de Luzuriaga
August 26, 1993
What is it with mornings
The fresh air and the slow radiance
Green leaves and purple petals
reaching out to the heavens
Their soul thirstily
Wanting, Waiting
For that unseen spirit
Sprinkling life to a new day
What is it with mornings
That makes your eyes shimmer
With renewed anticipation
To sing with the birds
To roar with the mighty engines of man
As they rise from their slumber
To sweep the dust
Of yesterday
And trod
The newly washed path
Of today
What is it with mornings
That makes your eyes glimmer
At times with tears
Not of joy
For the beauty that is the morning
Makes you wonder
On what is to be
For the rest of the day
That can match its splendor
To keep our hearts moving
Our soul erupting
Rapture Eternal
