At break of day

Dawn
Dawn, John Lyons (oil on wood)

At break of day

Nobody teaches us
           the simplest things
that for example
           time and love move
at their own pace
           neither can be hurried
but their rhythms
           must be respected
at all costs

Love
           the gift
that life offers us
           the capacity to receive
as much as to bestow
           but unthinkingly
instinctively
           as the wind moves
through the bones of trees
           as the rain seeps deeply
into the soil of our birth
           as the sun feeds
every movement
           every caress
as one body binds
           to another

John Lyons

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