My day does not begin until I walk outside
while darkness still blankets the land….
and greet nature and all she has created.
that a makes this world so grand.
Until I greet the chorus of crickets
still singing harmoniously and strong.
and marvel at where they find the energy
to sing the whole night long.
Until I greet the owl whose song
from her home in the hollow of a tree
rides upon the breeze…
and gently lands on me.
Until I greet that very breeze
who after delivering to me the owls song
Whispers good morning to the trees
before she happily moves along.
And my day does not begin
until…
after searching the heavens
for a glimpse at Jupiter or Mars
with nature’s music as a backdrop
I say good morning to the stars.