Friday, August 10, 2012

Morning Expressions



On the harps of the waves
The sun opens its eyes
Its lazy stretch turned down
By the playful morning mist spritz
There the moon slowly bids adieu
Watching the sun set to kindle life
The air bestows a freshness stretch
As the sea-gull tweets Good Morning
Here a tree opens its door to shade
Its leaves ready to charm with their rustle
Waves bathing rocks now and then
While a car pacing the newly awake city
Here I sip a coffee on the shore
Ushering the morning mood to my prose