Morning

Morning

This morning at sunrise
             the birdsong louder than ever
the air is heavy and humid
             promising thunder
before yielding
             to a clear blue sky

No time for words
             the peace
the silence
             and the chatter of birds
says it all
             the irrepressible thrust
of self-perpetuating nature
             : words can be overrated

John Lyons

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