When a Beautiful Morning, Song-Bird Sings
When A Beautiful Morning, Song-Bird Sings
When morning songbird warbles lively dirge
Soul wakes unable to resist this urge
And when alone, these feet begin to tap,
Taking me to delight from last night's nap.
Tis a truth, a great blessing to have found.
Heart joins rhapsody, colors team up
As if to fill life's joyous golden cup;
A miracle vanquishing worldly pains
Such a blessing very hard to explain.
Tis a truth, a great blessing to have found.
Thus I thank songbird for gifting its glee
Arousing sleeping spirit within me
Nature's finer blessing given for sure
Restoring what world's dark has made impure.
Tis a truth, a great blessing to have found.
When morning songbird warbles lively dirge
Soul wakes unable to resist this urge
And when alone, these feet begin to tap,
Taking me to delight from last night's nap.
Tis a truth, a great blessing to have found.
Robert J. Lindley, June19th, 1974
Rhyme
( Wherein Heart Can Finally See Hope And Light )
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2022
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