Trumpets

Trumpets

While I was writing this morning

just before sunrise,

I stopped for a minute

to let my cat, Sam, in the front door.

As I opened the door,

a soft breeze beckoned me

to step outside.

The tree and grass in the yard

reflected the morning air

in deep shades of life giving green.

I looked up and the horizon shown

luminescent pale orange and white

as a high, pre-dawn mist

filled the eastern sky.

As the sun edged towards the skyline

two beautiful, vibrant blue sun rays

pierced the pale white sky

as if they were two trumpets

heralding a sunrise song

for the coming day .

Now, I don't know what

good fortune or troubles

the coming day might bring,

but right then nature filled me

with an intimate, unbounded joy.

I think life is often like that---

If you stop each day

for a moment or two

in your busy, busy life

and notice the wonder

that surrounds us all,

you'll find it easier

to remain at peace

despite whatever mayhem

might happen into your day

because you'll remember

you are one tiny piece

of a truly extraordinary

living miracle.

Like a favored child,

if you let her,

Earth will enclothe you, armor you,

and adorn you with a coat of beauty

to reflect your soul

and shine its way

through practically anything.

Dewey Dirks