Mornings

Mornings

I love mornings… the light the shining eyes of God peeking

Watching

Saying hello

I love the breath of fresh air in the morning

The heavens and angels linger in the air 
In the morning

Awaiting me to breathe it all in

Anticipating

Inhalations of love

I arose since birth early to meet with the creator

Last night thoughts fluttered in my mind of things much

Greater than right now…

Even though the right now is beautiful

Especially in the morning.

The sun donning its crown as it rises

Wanting the human lives to recognize

The power, not the power within itself but rather

The magnificent power of a force much bigger than it

We can feel it

We breathe it

We move in it and through it

We are it

In the morning my body is alert with superior understanding

My mind is open and thirsty like a dry sponge

Ready to drink the weightless divine nature of the day

Quenching the thirst from dreams light years away

Fingertips wet with dew

God’s parental kisses on the earth

Heavens way of embracing us all

A snuggle of love as light breaks the dark

Feeling our own greatness as we embark glory and praise

To the one

Morning is when presence is most known

Peeking eyes to see who wants to speak to it the most

It will always be me

I will always be

There to greet 
God 
… first thing

In the morning.

I can see… most of all I can feel

The early daylights blessings…

that whispered “wake up” in my sleep.

Love & Blessings

Buttaflibabee